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He was swinging a pocket-watch ineptly in front of her face in the middle of a Cracker Barrel, and I had to do something—for the sake of the other patrons and common decency, but also for the sake of that poor woman, who looked like she was sorry she'd ever agreed to this.
"Excuse me," I said softly, coming up to their table, "it looks like you're, uh, trying to do some hypnosis?"
They both started and looked around guiltily. Though it's not like they were exactly being subtle. Plus, it was clearly a sex thing for at least one of them, judging by the way this dude's cock was standing out against his jeans.
I lowered my voice further. "I don't want to interrupt, but I'd recommend trying to do your kinky hypnosis stuff a bit more, uh, unobtrusively? You know, bystander consent and all that..."
They both blushed even redder, but the woman looked up at me with interest in her eyes. "H-how did you know?" she asked. "Do you also, I mean, is this..."
"You mean, do I also do kinky hypnosis?" I grinned and held her eyes, and her flush deepened.
Oh ho, it looked like it was a sex thing for her too.
"As a matter of fact, I do," I told the stunned couple.
"Could you show me?" asked the woman, a little too quickly. "I mean, do it on me? I mean..."
I noticed her partner looking a little miffed, but God, she was too hot and eager for me to care. She was breathing fast and her eyes were dark with arousal, and it made me want to take her mind right there in the middle of the Cracker Barrel.
Instead I said, "Of course" in my smoothest voice, and pulled up a chair next to her. I had thought to put on a masterclass for her annoyed partner, but right now, he didn't exist. No one in the restaurant existed besides me and her as I moved myself closer to her, took her chin in my hand, turned her head to face me.
"Look at me," I commanded softly, but I didn't need to; her eyes were already locked on mine. I smiled slowly. "Good. Now, let me show you what hypnosis really feels like."
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