Recently I read about the art of hypnosis. There was going to be a well known hypnotist, Mr. Samra, in our city as advertised in the paper. I mentioned it to Alicia and she seemed excited. She told me that her friend Kathy had been hypnotized by Samra to quit smoking and it worked, and she would like to try it to lose some weight. I told her she didn't need to lose weight, but you know how women are. I promised to check into Mr. Samra and get us set up for hypnosis. I got on the web and did my due diligence, finding out how to contact him.
I wasn't crazy about being hypnotized in a group setting, and thought it best to set up a private appointment for us. I called Samra, and was surprised to get through to him on the first call. I explained my situation, and asked how much a private session would cost and he told me $500. I wasn't keen about the cost, but agreed.
I then told him my name as we were making arrangements for the appointment. "Jim Baxter?.. You didn't by chance attend college in Texas in the 1970's did you?"
I answered "yes", and told him where. Imagine my surprise when I found out that "Mr. Samra" was actually a fraternity brother of mine, who had hit it big using the power of suggestion through hypnosis. We chatted for a long time, and made plans to get together the night before his group hypnosis gig and catch up. Our private appointment would be the day after his group meeting. I told him I looked forward to seeing him again.
Alicia was excited and said she couldn't wait to be hypnotized. I nodded and smiled, and began considering optionsβ¦
The evening of my meeting with Samra arrived. I met him at one of the nicer restaurants in our town, and immediately started getting caught up over a few drinks. I told him Alicia was going to meet us in an hour for dinner. He seemed pleased, and asked all about her. I told him all the positive public aspects of my lovely wife but then confided in him my secret desire: I would like her to tell me about all the sexual experiences she had other than me. I asked my old frat brother if there was a way he could help me with that.
Samra smiled and said "If Alicia is willing to be hypnotized, I think I can have her meet our expectations."
I smiled at Samra and said "Really, that would be so cool⦠so I could actually just ask her questions and she would answer them, and tell me about her experiences?"
Samra smiled, took another drink from his glass of wine and said "Sure. I would have to plant a trigger phrase in her mind that only you and I knew, and, subsequent my hypnotizing her, you could also use it to take her back into her hypnotic state. You should then be able to find out what you need."
I told him the deal was on.
Shortly thereafter, Alicia showed up and I introduced her to Samra. Naturally, I chose to not let her know about our previous relationship.
Samra's eyes lit up when he saw Alicia as it was with most men that still had the ability to get a hard on. My friend Samra obviously appreciated Alicia's beauty.
They chatted all through the meal about hypnosis, and Alicia even asked if he could try to hypnotize her right there.
Samra smiled and looked at me, obviously for approval.
I said "Sure, go ahead. Be my guest."
Samra started the suggestion and relaxation process and soon told Alicia "When I snap my fingers, you will go into a deep sleep, hearing only my voice."
With that, he snapped his fingers and Alicia's head fell forward. I was amazed.
Samra continued "Alicia, lift your head, but keep your eyes closed." She did as ordered.
"Okay⦠what now?" I asked.
"Name it." Samra said.