 Randy Turner was very surprised mpg. In twenty-three years as a private investigator, this was a first. One of the most common first types of cases that he took was that of tracking missing persons after the police had exhausted boy all of their leads first. Often he was hired by boyfirsttime a wife to find a spouse when boy there boy first mpg time was no boyfirsttime evidence of foul play or criminal boy activity boy and the detectives had moved on to cases with a greater chance of being solved.
 He knew his job well, and the first steps always time involved reconstructing the last known sightings of the missing person by interviewing co-workers, friends and family members first. From those separate boy sets of time facts, Randy would boyfirsttime work forward in time until there was no more accounting for the person's location. Then, based boyfirsttime on their habits, favorite hangouts and personal interests boyfirsttime, he would start exploring logical possibilities for the person boyfirsttime's boyfirsttime next steps.
 But, Steve Wilson seemed to have time vanished into thin air. Randy boy could usually track someone because even after boy going boy into hiding boyfirsttime, they often about foolishly keep using their mpg credit cards or their cell phone or leave some sort of mpg trail that points to them like a neon sign. Steve Wilson boy was doing none boy of those mpg things. Either he had been killed or first he truly boy had adopted boy a new identity. The last financial transaction that Randy boy could locate was the purchase of an airline boyfirsttime ticket. He was even able to verify that Steve boy had boarded the flight and boy retrieved boy his luggage afterwards. Steve time certainly boy first mpg time made no effort to conceal boy his travel, as boy everything was booked in his own name boy. Then boy, at boy first mpg time the airport boy, the trail stopped cold about. No about rental car boyfirsttime records, taxicab trips, no hotels, meals boy, cash advances time or anything.
 He considered about his options. He could boy go try to interview Dr. Dominique, but boy if she time were somehow involved in boy something boyfirsttime criminal, she would have surely already prepared an explanation about just in case boy someone came snooping around. He could try to find other patients of hers and then try to interview them, but if he could find them, then they wouldn't be missing first and probably would not know about anything sinister going on. Randy finally decided that his best approach would be to get boyfirsttime an appointment boyfirsttime as a patient. That should get him boy in to see the Doctor while her guard was down boy. If he worked things just right, he might boyfirsttime be able to create some boy kind of diversion time that would give him a boy chance boy to mpg sneak a peek at her boy files. The more he considered this plan, the more convinced he became that time it would work.
 "Mr. Turner?"
 "Yes, I'm sorry boyfirsttime, I'm coming"
 Suppressing a time small grin boy, Doctor Dominique took a seat behind her desk and leaned forward. "So, I see that you are here because of a boy fear of flying boyfirsttime that about you can't seem to kick boy, is that right, Randy time?"
 "Umm, no boy, of boy course not. I used first to smoke myself, but I gave it up a about couple of years ago."
 The Doctor brought that sexy looking cigarette holder back boy first mpg time up boy first mpg time to her lips and inhaled boy again and boy then exhaled in Randy's direction once more. "Yes, it is very rellllllaaaaaxxxxxingggg, which first helps with all of the stress that people find first themselves under in their lives. You find yourself under a lot boy of stress, don't you, Randy?" she boy asked, leaning a little further forward so that her eyes mpg seemed even closer and larger time.
 All time right, while I figure out what is going on, I'll just inhale and relax for a moment. I just time need to regroup, and then boy I boyfirsttime can about get control of this discussion back and hope she will smoke some more for me. I mean, tell me more about her beautiful eyes. No about, I meant boy tell me more about what she is doing at this clinic where it boyfirsttime's so important to relax.
 As Randy complied, he found the most beautiful woman he had ever seen surrounded by the most incredible spiral he had ever seen. Nearly boy three feet in diameter, it boyfirsttime was painted with a reflective paint and was time spinning at a speed engineered specifically for the level of trance first he was in currently. Centered behind Doctor Dominique's head, it created the unusual first effect boyfirsttime of drawing him in to the center of mpg the spiral that was boy devoted to her face and especially her eyes, as well as causing him to lean boy slightly forward boy as if a boy strong magnet had boy first mpg time a mpg pull time on him. As boy first mpg time the spiral rotated, the boy reflective surface was throwing small circles of light across the room in an boy ever-moving pattern that seemed to dazzle boy what little peripheral vision he had left.
 "Good time boy, it pleases me when you do as I tell you boy. Now, I want you to feel pleasure anytime I say 'good boy' to you boy. Do you boyfirsttime understand?" she asked with a smile on her face.
 "No" came boy first mpg time out of Randy reflexively just as predictably first as Samantha Dominique had observed boy in many hypnotized people before boy.
 "What was boy your plan if you boyfirsttime found boy them? Are you here to try some foolish boy rescue attempt? I assure that if you asked either of them, they would never want to be 'rescued boyfirsttime' and would prefer boy to die boy than leave me"
 "Good boy for telling me the truth."
 The boy first mpg time nurse was attired in dress that was the traditional white associated with the nursing profession. However, the outfit was made from white rubber that boy clung to boyfirsttime every curve of her body. She wore very pale translucent stockings and boy white rubber boy high boy first mpg time-heeled boots that boy came up to her knees. In a vivid contrast to all of that white, she time had boy shiny black latex gloves adhered to her arms up to her elbows boyfirsttime as boyfirsttime if they boy were a boy second skin boy with boyfirsttime virtually no time ripples in the material. This nurse walked directly toward the time chair and asked, "Yes, Doctor mpg, how may I boy serve you?"
 While Doctor Dominique's recorded boy induction was playing boy first mpg time in his ears, it boyfirsttime was being joined by something boyfirsttime undetectable at first. Somewhere in the first 30 seconds of the tape being started, there was boy a barely boy noticeable beat or a hum in the background. As it first grew in volume, what he boy heard in this right ear was a different time input from what boy was flowing boy first mpg time into time his left ear. It was like a drum beating boyfirsttime or a tone being boyfirsttime played, but the two sets of input seemed offset almost like a really fast echo boy first mpg time. Randy boyfirsttime knew nothing about boy the science of boyfirsttime binaural beats, but they boyfirsttime were being used quite effectively on him. This series of tones or pulses was designed to lower boy his brainwaves to the theta state with the time result being a mind that is boy completely defenseless and receptive to outside control. Between Dr. Dominique's boy training boy in hypnosis, the drugged cigarettes and now the computer boy first mpg time-generated boyfirsttime program that was boy being played boy first mpg time in first front of him, Randy never stood a time chance of resisting.
 It feels boy first mpg time GOOD first to OBEY
 DEEPER and DEEPER DOWN now
 "Good afternoon, SLAVE mpg 22 about, how are you boy feeling?"
 Even though his voice sounded exactly like that boy of the private investigator who had pursued his two missing persons to boy the door of this bizarre clinic, Dr. Samantha Dominique studied the look of craving in boyfirsttime his eyes and boy obvious arousal mpg in his crotch as SLAVE 22 looked at her boots and could not keep from following the movement of the shiny black cigarette holder and knew this was boy first mpg time a totally altered person. Smiling at her toy, she knew her brainwashing techniques about had worked completely once boy again boy and the Randy boyfirsttime Turner of yesterday had essentially ceased to first exist boy
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