Are you ready for more advice?” It was a question she already knew the answer to. “I am at the depths of my consciousness…in a deeply…hypnotized state…” “Yes…Kuroka…” His speech was clearly slurred. We could open right up with some exercises, or, perhaps, you could try your hand at taking a shortcut through the Gateway to Slumberland.”
“Yes, well, therapy can be a long road sometimes, and finding the entrance to that road is part of the journey. “Y'know, I’m not really sure where to start talking tonight.” He lay down on the couch, still wearing the baby blue apron, and pondered for a moment. After all, if his therapist was this enthusiastic about helping him, what was there to complain about? No sooner had he finished washing his hands than she clasped his hand with her own and pulled him along to the therapy room. Featuring hypnotist Kuroka Meringue and her extremely pleasant (if wholly unethical) therapy sessions.Īfter the meal, Kuroka suggested Silva clear the dishes as well, and he was only too happy to oblige. Making a promo post for one of my favorite original pieces of 18+ fiction.
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