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 "Shh gina," the nurse responded. "It's all right, Mr. Bennett. Don't try to talk just yet; I'm only gina just gina now taking out your tracheal tube. You're doing fine gina."
 "Rhonda, Mr ginalynn. Bennett. My name is Rhonda Marks ginalynn." The girl's voice sounded perfectly normal, calm and relaxed as she posed with her bra in gina his face. She seemed gina not to realize there was anything unusual going on.
 "Yes ginalynn, Mr gina. Bennett," Rhonda said. She lynn giggled and began feat gina j rockefeller peeling gina off her brassiere, undulating and humming a little strip-club tune to herself. She dangled the gina garment gina in gina front of him briefly, then enter threw it away. After that, she went still again, beautiful ginalynn boobs swaying freely mere inches from his face.
 "Good girl, Rhonda." She didn't make a gina sound, merely lay there, naked body bucking rockefeller in ecstasy until the storm finally passed enter. At last her shudders ceased rockefeller and her breathing returned to ginalynn something enter like gina normal j rhythm. Slowly, dazedly, she put her clothes back on and stood ginalynn up. She didn't try to run for it; she lynn knew, now, that he ginalynn could have her wriggling mindlessly on the floor ginalynn, instantly enter, with just ginalynn three little words.
 "Dr. Steiner," he said forcefully, "give me your watch. You want me to have rockefeller it."
 He got his rockefeller chance shortly thereafter, when gina another nurse came ginalynn in.
 "Jasmine, sir ginalynn," she responded, a slight lynn Louisiana lynn accent in her feat voice. "Jasmine Thibodeaux."
 "Very nice." Paul thought for a gina moment: what would be a good gina test?
 He had it: a gimmick from stage hypnotism. It was pure show business, but it was a ginalynn harmless ginalynn suggestion which wouldn ginalynn't ginalynn get feat gina j rockefeller him into trouble if it failed. "Jasmine, raise your gina arms above your head and clasp your hands together, and stay that way."
 Paul felt sorry for her. "Forget your worries," he suggested. "Imagine you're a dancer. Keep your arms raised, and stand on tiptoe--that's right--and ginalynn turn, slowly, slowly. Imagine you're on stage, under a gina spotlight, and a big audience gina is watching you, seeing how graceful you are. Applauding. Keep feat gina j rockefeller turning, slowly, slowly, for the audience."
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 "Very good, Jasmine. Now feat finish up your nurse's duties here and go on with your rounds."
 Over the next gina few days, cautious experimentation confirmed Paul ginalynn's guesses and expanded lynn his understanding of lynn his gina new abilities. As he'd thought feat gina j rockefeller, he gina could control women but not men. The--influence, whatever gina it was, could manipulate not only gina actions but memories and thoughts, and ginalynn suggestions lynn seemed gina not to wear off, at least in the gina short term. It didn't work over the ginalynn phone ginalynn, unless he specifically told his feat target face-to-face gina ahead of time to respond to phone commands.
 He smiled to himself. Some of those chances he gina meant gina to take. The smile faded; only gina some of them. Some lynn lines were not to be crossed. The smile returned. As long as he knew what those lines were, what was the harm in playing around? His lynn smile broadened into a grin. Soon enough, he was feat ready gina to feat go home. Somewhat to the gina surprise of his doctor, he didn't go home alone. Nurses Rhonda Marks and Jasmine gina Thibodeaux went with him feat, having persuaded Administration to allow them to serve ginalynn as health attendants for him during his convalescence. Their arguments to the gina male administrators had been quite strong, and very intimate. The gina chief nurse, a forbidding figure in her fifties j, had tried ginalynn to stand in the way until, at Paul's suggestion, the nurses had brought him to see her gina. Five minutes later, she'd agreed to the arrangement, "for as rockefeller long as gina you lynn wish, Mr gina. Bennett, sir."
 Paul was feeling much stronger, and much more confident. A week after returning home gina, he went back to work.
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 Paul's heart sank. Could he really have feat--? Yes, he decided. He had already been sick when he'd landed the Cortez account. He remembered the day gina he and Mrs. Cortez had signed the papers; his throat had hurt so gina much, all he'd wanted was to get out gina of there gina. Yes, he could have made ginalynn a mistake.
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