He closed his eyes, and the world went away for a xxx while.
When he woke up again, his head was clearer xxx. He xxx could look at the ceiling xxx without xxx hallucinating or passing out. There seemed xxx to be some activity around xxx him; a xxx very pretty nurse, he realized, was disconnecting some kind xxx of tube from his throat, and xxxproposal he 'd already been detached from the intravenous setup.
"Yes, Mr. Bennett," Rhonda said. She giggled and began peeling off her brassiere, undulating and humming a little strip xxxproposal-club tune to herself. She dangled the garment in front of him briefly, then threw it away xxx. After site that, she went xxxproposal still again, beautiful boobs swaying freely mere inches from xxxproposal his face.
"--th-thithiiiiieeeeeeeee---!" Rhonda stiffened, her back site arching, eyes crossing; she writhed, then fell to her knees beside Paul's bed.
"Good girl xxx, Rhonda." She didn't make a sound, merely lay there, naked xxx body bucking xxxproposal in ecstasy until the storm finally passed. At xxx last her shudders ceased and her breathing returned to something like normal rhythm. Slowly xxx, dazedly xxx, she put xxx her clothes back xxx on and proposal stood up. She didn't try to run for it; she knew, now xxx, that he could have her wriggling mindlessly on the floor, instantly xxx, with just three little words.
"Dr. Steiner," he said forcefully, "give me your site watch. You want xxx me to have it."
"Jasmine xxx, sir," she responded, a slight Louisiana accent in her voice. "Jasmine xxxproposal Thibodeaux xxx."
He xxxproposal had it: a gimmick from stage hypnotism site. It was pure show business xxx, but it was xxxproposal a harmless suggestion which wouldn't get proposal him into trouble if it failed. "Jasmine, raise your arms above xxx your head and clasp your hands together xxx, and xxx stay that way."
After a couple of minutes, Paul was satisfied xxxproposal. Jasmine was xxx clearly under his xxxproposal control xxx, just as Rhonda had been earlier.
It was possible, he supposed. He 'd xxxproposal heard that the hearing ranges of men and women were slightly different, with women being more sensitive to higher frequencies than men were. If the "something extra xxx" his voice had gained xxx were some magic high frequency, it might affect men and xxx women differently.
Her eyes opened. She sighed and settled back onto the soles of her feet.
"Thank you, Mr xxx. Bennett," she said, letting her arms proposal fall to her sides. As had been true with Rhonda, she xxxproposal still seemed xxx oddly calm for someone who'd been forced xxx to obey a stranger's every command--but xxxproposal as with proposal Rhonda, she seemed fully awake xxxproposal and rational. He suspected xxx, though, that inside, she was probably furious and terrified, as Rhonda had been. He'd better do something about that.
"Very good, Jasmine. Now xxx finish up your nurse xxx's xxx duties here and go proposal on with xxx your rounds xxx."
His immediate supervisor was xxxproposal a woman, Charlene Sands. Bennett had xxxproposal heard all the stories about how xxx she xxx'd slept her way to the top xxxproposal (or at least to middle management). He wasn't sure he believed them, but it was certainly possible. She had the looks for site it, tanned skin xxx, a "killer bod" only somewhat concealed by the tailored business attire she wore, glossy black hair, green xxx eyes behind elegantly xxx-framed glasses. She had the xxx manipulative temperament for it, too.
And she site hated Paul's guts. She xxxproposal seemed never to xxx miss an opportunity to put him xxx down, and did her best to keep xxx him from getting any real credit xxx for anything. She, in fact, was the reason he xxx had given up xxx on ever being promoted. He'd watched others with sales records far inferior to proposal his pass him on the corporate ladder xxx; some xxxproposal of them had been people he'd xxx trained. But there had been nothing xxx he xxx could do about xxx it, nothing but grit xxx his teeth xxx and soldier xxx on.
Paul's heart xxx sank. Could he really have--? Yes, he decided. He had xxxproposal already been xxxproposal sick when he'd landed the Cortez account. He remembered the day he and Mrs xxx. Cortez had signed the proposal papers; his throat had hurt so much, all he'd wanted was to get out of there. Yes xxxproposal, he could xxx have made a mistake.
"Perfectly xxxproposal . . . Charlene site." Paul had the upper hand now, and knew it. "You don't mind xxx my calling you by your xxxproposal first name xxx, Charlene. In fact, it xxx turns you xxxproposal on. All the way on."
"Of xxx course xxx not xxxproposal, Charlene," Paul responded. Charlene whimpered and trembled, and as site he turned to go, she almost xxx called out for him to stay xxxproposal.
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