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Mr Hypnotist Part 2
There was also a rather intense looking woman named Della who was introduced to me as the Road Manager. She was a tall, dark haired woman with very pale skin. She looked as if she'd once been cast in the roll of Mrs. Dracula. But she was very friendly and we ended up talking for a long time. She told me a little about the show, but a whole lot about the practical uses of hypnosis. She was really big on hypnosis as a medical tool and for self-improvement. At first it was all very interesting, but after a while I began to feel like maybe she was hitting on me. There was just something in her manner and the way she looked at me.
I was about to excuse myself and find someone else to talk to when Leslie came walking up with the Hypnotist. She was all excited again. He had been telling her about how she could use hypnosis to make controlling her diet easy. Leslie was hardly fat. In fact she had a fabulous shape. But it was a constant battle for her and the hypnotist told her he could make it easy. And she said I could use hypnosis to improve my concentration for my studies. I had been taking night classes and was having troubles of my own. The Hypnotist said it would make study easy and automatic and guarantee me better grades.
While we were talking he put his arm around Mrs. Dracula. It turned out she was his live-in girlfriend as well as being the Road Manager. That made me feel a lot more comfortable about both of them. I mean if they were committed to each other, neither one would be hitting on Leslie or me, right?
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I guess the promise of making my studying easier was just what it took to get me to agree. Leslie of course was already hyped. I don't know what the Hypnotist promised the other two girls, but whatever it was, they were as excited as Leslie.
So the Hypnotist moved us to a small dining room table with four chairs around it. Each girl sat in one of the chairs. There was a candle in the center of the table and the Hypnotist lit it. I could look up over the candle flame and see one of the other girls looking back at me. She was a cute little redhead with a nice smile. Leslie was to my right and the fourth girl, a tall blond, was to my left. Everyone else was sitting or standing in a wide circle around us. The room lights were switched off and the whole scene was lit up only by the flickering candle.
For a moment everything seemed incredibly weird. I almost got up and laughed the whole thing off but then the Hypnotist started talking. His voice was, for lack of a better word, absolutely hypnotic.
He told us to concentrate on the candle flame and I did. He told us to raise our right hands and point at the flame and I did that too. The redhead across from me was pointing at the flame, but somehow it felt like she was pointing at me. That was kind of spooky. But by now, I was really concentrating on the voice. The voice told me my arm would grow heavy and tired much faster than it normally would. I suppose I could have held my arm pointing at the candle like that for many minutes, but the voice was right. Within a few moments it felt very heavy and tired. I noticed the redhead's arm already starting to drop. She had a somewhat startled look on her face. When I looked back at my arm it had practically fallen down to the table level. I tried to lift it, but somehow I couldn't. I didn't know if I should be freaked out or delighted that it was working.
Once all four arms were down, the voice told us that they would start to feel light again. The voice said they would begin to float up and point back at the candle. And damned if they didn't. All four arms started slowly and jerkily to rise. This was super weird. But I was fascinated nonetheless. And soon we were all pointing at the candle and at each other again.
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