Thread: Entranced -- RPDan and whtbitch4u2own

After taking a pause, she desperately waited for his reply, something that would answer her questions and take care of her problems with a snap of a finger. She couldnt look right back at him without constantly staring at him and so, she managed to glance around the spacious office of his. Everything was neat. Not much light nor too dark as the interior dcor also had been designed to give it a homey feel to it. It would make any patient comfortable the moment theyd enter his office. The couches were placed around the center of the room for longer sessions probably but they sat at his desk. Her brows curiously arched up when he told her it wasnt silly at all and having him look right into her eyes, she had no other option but to let him hold her gaze. He explained how he uses hypnosis every single day to treat people and his claims of it actually working were far more believable than shed actually imagined. She didnt come in with a closed thought that it didnt work, just that she found it hard to believe that it may help solve some problems. He gave her proper information as she scooted forward and sat on the edge, leaning forward whilst she placed her chin in her palm after propping her elbow on her knees. She exhaled forcefully as if letting out a sigh of relief when he told her that with hypnosis, one cant make the other do something so absurd, such as killing someone. So it didnt work to such extent. She didnt know why but she wanted to believe him and whether she was in a desperate need of help or it was him presenting the information in a right way that shed bite OR even both. She passed off an acknowledged nod, informing him that shed read that somewhere about Eastern cultures and meditation that worked like a medication in some ailment. And then, he bombarded with much more information as well as questions that would prove beneficial in treating a patient. She figured the questions were also directed towards her as it would have been towards any patient sitting in this chair. She nervously chuckled, looking up at the ceiling as she thought of his questions and the best answer possible. Well, nothing much in my medical history. Other than my father has blood pressure. Still alive and kicking. My husbands parents died long time back. A car accident. She shrugged her shoulders and nodded no, Nono heart disease. I dont drink or smoke. No drugs. Shaking her head no to almost everything that was bad. It was culturally wrong as well as known to cause medical problems. She was mostly a good girl and so she added, Just a drink or two once every few months. At some party. But thats all. When he asked her about relationships, she shrugged her shoulders and chuckled, Well everything else is going okay, including marriage. She said and paused, finally saying, though it wasnt a problem, We get busy with work at times. Given hes gotten a promotion very recently and my work just bombards me with project at times. But other than thatwe are like any other couples. She thought hard before adding, Well, my mother. Shes always been that quite person. More like an introvert. And then the culture. Lets just say that she never had a chance to grow. Its very likely back home though so I dont see how that could be a problem? She said but it was actually a question for him, seeking answers from him. In that case, I would say my upbringing. Though, theyve done a good job raising me. What I am today is because of them. She pouted her lips, Sorry I am taking too much of your time. I came in without making an appointment. Id understand if you have to go. I just came by to get more information on what you were proposing at the party. Thats all. She passed off a nervous smile, ready to leave if he tells her he was leaving and caught him at a bad timing.