"Wake up sleepy head."
Kimberly slowly opened her eyes and looked at the naked man lying next to her.
"Oh!" Her eyes went wide. She sat straight up in bed. Quickly realizing she was naked, she grabbed the sheet and covered her breasts. "Who are you?" she squeaked.
"Kimberly, don't tell me you don't remember last night?" the naked man beamed showing his dazzling smile.
"No...no. Was I drinking?" Her body showed tension as she leaned away from this man's naked body, fully disclosed now that she pulled all of the sheet to her.
"Now don't blame this on the wine, sugar-pants. You hardly had any. Am I so forgettable? Maybe you remember the convention?" He leaned towards her and her gaze locked on his handsome face and boyish shock of blond hair.
"And you are ...??"
"Jack Thompson. Smilin' Dr. Jack at your service. Don't you remember anything?"
"It's all sort of foggy. I remember a seminar.."
"Go on, love. What else?" Jack's voice was smooth and soothing.
"Oh..oh..the convention. World Psychiatric Association annual meeting. But I can't remember anything else."
"Where is the meeting, Kimberly?" Jacks voice coaxed at her memories.
"Australia! We are in Australia." Kimberly suddenly remembered.
"That's right Kimberly. Melbourne, Australia. Welcome to my country, Kimberly" His hand swept to the scenic view out the sliding doors to the balcony of his hotel suite. But Kimberly snuck a glance back to the man lying next to her on the bed, this time wandering down to his prominent abs, and lower to something also prominent. She bit her lower lip.
"Remember now, Kimberly. What was the session about? Relax and remember..."
"The session was about Hypnotism. Hypnotherapy for Hypo-sexuality."
"That's very good Kimberly." Jack crooned. Jack slid closer to Kimberly until his erection grazed her thigh.
"And what happened after the session, Kimberly?"
"We started talking in the hall, almost arguing really. We went to the coffee shop down the street to continue our discussion." Jack's erection moved slowly up and down her thigh as he breathed. Kimberly's breathing became more shallow.
"And what did we say at the coffee shop?" Jack hand slowly traced little patterns on her neck.