"Well, I have to admit Eliza, you are the best assistant to come through here in months. I never would have gotten through this week without you. I can't believe you're still at the temp agency, it seems shocking that no one has picked you up permanently.", James said. It was true. With his regular assistant, Connie, out on maternity leave, he had suffered through a string of incompetent bimbos. This week was the week all the bids were due for the new Struthers building. He had been going full steam. It was finally Friday night, and he
had made his decision. It had been a lot of work, going through all of the complex bids and pricing. Eliza had really helped a lot.
"Well, I don't always like the idea of being tied down. How's your tea?", she asked. He had requested coffee, but she ensured him that her own special blend of tea would offer the perfect relaxation for a Friday night.
"It's terrific, I've never been a tea guy. Where did you get this stuff?"
"I used to live in the far east for a while. It is part of daily life there, relaxation and
meditation. They do a lot more to recharge themselves than we westerners do. It helps them focus, helps them remain sharp."
"I could use that. I get so tired sometimes. I just feel run down, mentally. I must be getting older.", James said. He was trying his best to hide his attraction to Eliza. He had to remain professional. She was certainly sitting very close to him. He wondered if she was flirting a little.
"I could help with that you know. I could help you recharge through relaxation and
meditation, like the do in Asia"
"Really, how would you go about that?", James said, daring to flirt a little himself.
"Well, if I tell you, do you promise not to laugh?", Eliza teased.
"It's a deal. So what's the secret, what's inside the fortune cookie?"
"Have you ever been hypnotized?"
"Hypnosis? Like, you think you are a chicken when you hear a bell? That kind of thing? That's fooey, isn't it?", James said, trying to be playful.
"If you are so certain it is not real, why don't you try it?", Eliza said, stirring her tea.
"Are you telling me you want to hypnotize me?", James was unsure of what he was getting himself into.
"I really think it would help you. Besides, you need to educated past the stage of chickens and bells"
"I don't know about this Eliza, it is getting late, I don't want to keep you here too late. Your husband will get angry."
"I'm not married. And before you hint again,

I don't have a boyfriend either. Now why don't you put your feet up, and try to relax. We can continue our flirting in a minute. I can be here all night if you like.", Eliza said. She was shifting from ambiguous and precocious to direct and commanding.
"Well, if you put it like that, I guess I don't have too much of a choice, do I?"
"Not really, now this can be really helpful, but you have to want it to happen, you can't fight. Do you understand?"
"Sure, no fights here. Cluck Cluck"
"Good, now I'll just move around so I can help expedite the process with a massage."
James was getting hard as he watched her walk in front of him. He hoped she didn't notice.
"Actually, I think there is a hypnotist in this building, Dr. Mia Simone. I see her in the elevator sometimes, she is very attractive.", he said, though he immediately wished he didn't. It made him sound like a horndog, plus when you are trying to get in good with a potential romance, talking about how pretty other
women are is never a good idea.
"Yes, I know of her, I attended some of her seminars, she is very good. And yes, she is very attractive. Now why don't you sit back and rest your head on the pillow. You are going to really enjoy this James, I promise you."
"I believe you Eliza, just promise me I won't have a craving for chicken feed after this."
"Agreed, now lye back and let's begin our journey.", she said. She could tell he was still nervous.

"You have nothing to fear James, this can do nothing but benefit you."
As James leaned back, he was enveloped by her scent. It served only to intensify his arousal. Her hands touched him for the first time. They were soft and warm, silky smooth.
"James, I am going to count from ten to one, and as I am counting, I want you to concentrate on becoming more comfortable and more relaxed. If at any moment, you feel like coughing, laughing, passing gas, scratching or moving in any way so that you are more

comfortable than you are, do it. As in life, if something is bothering you, fix it, and it will immediately go away and stop bothering you."
The thought, 'I would rather die than pass gas right now.' passed briefly through James' mind.
"Ten, just concentrate on relaxing just your feet. Let all the muscles in your feet feel really comfortable. Let all the muscles in your toes feel very loose and limp; very relaxed. And this wonderful wave of relaxing pleasure runs all the way down your ankle, passed your heal, all the way down to your toes."

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