While wandering the outskirts of the dance floor I discovered a young heiress, a Miss Gabrielle Swansong I would discover later. I don't know much about her and quite frankly I don't care, however she did catch my eye with the necklace she was wearing. A very elegant 24 karat gold necklace with multiple diamonds in various settings, the largest being a nearly priceless 38 karat diamond. It was too good to pass up. Fortunately Miss Swansong was easy on the eyes as well. She was wearing a very slinky red dress with a sequined pattern woven into the fabric. Of course the pattern was designed to draw your attention to her physical features. She had brown hair that was dyed to look 'dirty blonde' and her hair was done up in a very ornate design. Quite stunning to be sure.
Of course when I approached her to ask for a dance I made sure to take her hand in such a way that my diamond watch flashed just right to get her attention. These rich socialite types are so easy to sway, flash a little cash, show a little... I hesitate to use the term... 'bling' and they will fawn all over you.
The dance was slow and romantic, the perfect dance for what I had planned. Dancing 'cheek to cheek' as they say, puts you in the perfect position to whisper into a young woman's ear. For your education I shall give you a rough description of the induction I used on her. You can file this one under action inductions.
Dance Induction, whispered into the woman's ear while dancing.
Isn't it so nice to just let your body go, and let it... surrender... to the music. To feel the rhythm of the music moving through your body. Every drum beat, every cord, every part of the melody. Sliding into your body. It feels so good to dance. Feel the pulse of the other person, though your own skin. To feel their body moving with yours. It's almost like you can simply... focus on your body. On the movements of your body, as you sway, and slide. As your body glides along the floor. All the many movements, the muscles moving all in unison. Such a complex feat, and yet so easy to do, the less you think about it, the easier it becomes. You can simply watch your body sway, observe it as it moves with me. No need to think, no need to question, just easy to let go, and get lost in the music. Lost in the dance. You don't get to let go very often miss... So many things on your mind. But right now, nothing matters. Nothing needs to be dealt with. The music, and your body... will take care of everything. You can simply let go. Letting every beat. Every cord, every melody, take you deeper... and deeper... into the dance now miss. Just let everything go. Let your body run on autopilot. Your mind, your tired, tired mind, can simply... go to sleep miss. Asleep on your feet. Dancing to the music as it takes you deeper... and deeper. All the way down. Where you can hear nothing but the music... and my voice. Where you are aware of only the dance. Only the dance now miss... Only the dance.
By this point she was lost in the dance. The only signs that she was asleep on her feet was that her pupils had dilated, and her jaw, usually so tight and respectable, was hanging open slightly. It is a lovely sight to see, I must admit. Taking a woman who is so strong, confident, in control. A woman who can have anything she wants, and simply taking her mind and flipping it off like a light switch. It's an amazing feeling.
Of course as I taught you before you need to be aware of security and cameras at all times. After she was sufficiently hypnotized I slowly danced her to spot that was blind to the cameras and out of the field of view of security. With my hand around her back it was easy to unclasp the necklace. Her dresses allowed the perfect vehicle for me to snatch the prize. Instead of taking it off her neck in plain sight. I let it slide down between her breasts, quite lovely I might add, and retrieved it from the slit in the side of her dress. After all, she is well known as being rather loose. No one even noticed.
Of course I continued dancing to make sure no one had noticed what had occurred, as well as to add a few suggestions to our dear Miss Swansong's undefended subconscious mind. There is really no greater satisfaction than to have a young woman show up at your hotel room with no idea why she is there, no knowledge of who she is meeting, or having ever met you before. But simply finds that it is the natural and normal thing to do.
Of course you have to send them on their way at an hour that is late enough that most everyone has gone to bed, but early enough that she is home before the early risers get in the way. I find 5 AM to be the perfect time for that. Of course I did indulge in a small hobby of mine. She had the most fascinating sparkling red garter around her leg. Proof that she was intending for the evening to become a little.. heated. I had to keep that of course. Souvenirs are such a dangerous thing for people like us, but such an exciting thrill at the same time. It's not like she will remember she had it, or the necklace for that matter, or me, or her visit to my room. All of that was erased from her mind. A skill I hope you are practicing like I taught you.
Very well then, you should have plenty to consider from this email. Always be sure to lay low for a day or two after you strike. Make sure there isn't any heat on you. I expect an encrypted email detailing your next test by Friday.
Regards pupil.
Thief In The Mind
