Lucy Hale

I lived in the pool house of my old friend, Lucy Hale. She had called me into the main house to discuss something.

"What is it?" I asked.

"John," she said. "I only took you in because you're one of my oldest friends, and the only one who isn't a celebrity, but you need to stop leering at the people I bring over."

"Well, if you guys are going to flaunt around in your bikinis while I'm looking out my window..." I said.

"It's my window!" said Lucy. "Look, if you aren't going to reign it in on the gawking, I'm going to have to ask you to leave."

"Look," I said. "I've been polishing up my hypnosis skills. If I could test them on you, I'll know they're good enough for me to get back to work."

"Deal," said Lucy.

Soon I had put Lucy into trance.