Joey King

"Still job hunting?"

My roommate, Joey King, emerged from her room. She was ready to go out for a day on the town.

"Yeah," I said. "But ten years as a hypnotist isn't exactly job material."

She smiled. "I'm sure you'll find something soon!"

Joey sat beside him on the couch. "But I actually was hoping you could hypnotize me?"

"Really?" I asked. "Why?"

"Well, I want to be more confident and self-assertive," Joey said. "Can you help me?"

"Sure," I said. "It's very common. I dealt with that problem all the time."

I had her do some basic breathing exersizes, to loosen her mind up a bit, then I had her close her eyes and envision somewhere nice and comforting to her. Finally, with a snap of my fingers, she was in a trance.

I was going to help her like she asked, but seeing her in front of me, in a pliable trance...I'm sure she wouldn't mind if I had a little fun.