"And as a special treat, Ladies with the first name of Terry will be admitted free!" The next thing she knew, she was heading out the door, her body curiously distant from her senses, moving of its own accord."And as a special treat, Ladies with the first name of Terry will be admitted free!" The next thing she knew, she was heading out the door, her body curiously distant from her senses, moving of its own accord. She blinked and she was getting out of her car in the garage across from the theater. It was early yet, only about three thirty, and she found the stage door unlocked. She entered and made her way to the dressing room that she knew was his and opened the door automatically. The room was dark. The heavy scent of incense hung in the blackened room like a tangible thing. She tried to move and found that she was paralyzed, her body totally unresponsive to her will. Opening her full lips, she found that she could not utter a sound either. A chuckle sounded in the darkness from across the room, a familiar chuckle. As her eyes adapted to the lack of light, she could barely make out the form of the Hypnotist sitting on a chair across from her. His teeth showing in the dim recesses of the chair's shadow. "I'm happy to see you are so responsive, Terry." The Hypnotist rose from his chair slwoly. Terry's breathing quickened as she became moist with the anticipation of his touch. "You heard the radio announcement, I see, and you responded very well, indeed. |