 The idea of retroraw who to his retroraw first subject retroraw would retroraw be hadn't taken retroraw too long. Jordan was the obvious choice. His sister's best friend, Jordan retroraw was one of the elite in the school, editor of the school retroraw paper, the type of retroraw teenager who could dangle boys with her little finger, the kind who retroraw might tolerate Robbie's presence in retroraw his own home but wouldn't look at him retroraw twice in the hallways. She was also extremely attractive, her black hair flowing to her shoulders, her face retroraw a little retroraw more attractive if she smiled once in access a while. She went for flash outfits to show off her body, which, while not as voluptuous as some in retroraw the school, was quite attractive. Her beauty and her attitude were what convinced Robbie she would be perfect.
 He was careful retroraw with how he did it. Putting retroraw Nicole retroraw into a retroraw trance, he told her retroraw to make sure that she played some of Robbie's retroraw special CD's and tapes retroraw when she hung out with Jordan. The discs and retroraw tapes were laced with Robbie's special subliminal messages that would lower Jordan's resistance to retroraw hypnosis retroraw and made sure that when she was entranced, she would be much more open retroraw to suggestions than a normal hypnotic subject. A week of listening and Robbie knew Jordan was ready. He had been for far longer.
 "Just hanging while Mom and Dad retroraw are out," he shrugged, trying to seem nonchalant. "So, is it just going to be you retroraw and Jordan?"
 "That's good , sleepy sis." Nicole immediately froze in place retroraw, her eyes shutting and her head slumping forward as she fell into a trance. Robbie stood behind her and retroraw softly retroraw whispered into her ear. "Nicole, you will go retroraw to your room and lie on access your bed. The retroraw instant your head hits retroraw the retroraw pillow, you will fall into a deep, deep sleep. You will not wake from this sleep no matter retroraw what retroraw, not retroraw until you hear my retroraw voice speak to you again. Now go access."
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