30-03-2019, 06:56 PM
The next morning, Troy texted Sharon, a girl in his class, saying he wouldn't make it today and asking if he could use her notes. She said yes. Sweet girl, Sharon. She's spent a couple nights here too.
I called Claire and asked if I could take a sick day today. I didn't want to lie to her so told her I was spending the day with Troy. We negotiated it down to a "We'll call it a surprise day off if I get to join you all Friday night." Julie had to meet a new client and couldn't stay home with us today, but wanted to hear all about it when she got home.
Troy took me into the storage room that had been filled with bookshelves and a reading desk and turned into a small library. When Julie was gone, he told me he was also looking into expanding this room into a proper library, and that he was looking forward to the resulting "fight" that was sure to follow.
The current room was more of a library of all the hypnosis and mind-control sources they'd been able to track down over the years. Lots of books with "control," "mental," or "power" in the title. Some old comics, and fiction by a few authors whose names I recognized from living here and talking to them; a VHS movie with a faded label reading *"Slaves of the Snake Goddess,"* sandwiched between an episode of *"Pokémon"* and another video simply marked *"The Tape"* next to DVDs of various hypnosis-themed adult films. Troy showed me the spinning wheel that Helen had gotten him as a wedding gift and told me it was the real prop from the film *"Our Man Flint."*
"Am I going to be reading or watching all of these," I asked him.
Troy smiled. "A good number, but not all of them. The two shelves closest to the door are the things we collected while studying how to do what we do, but those might not be the right things for you." He picked up a book by someone named Lireal Something, then patted it and gestured around the room.
"Let's say that every item here, every movie or book or TV show or comic you might've seen on this subject contains one letter of The Truth; or one letter of A Truth, anyway. You're going to be researching these things to find the Truth that fits you, and we'll be here to help you along the journey." He set the book back on the shelf, looked at another near it, then tossed it in the garbage. "Hopefully, your truth will be closer to ours than to Helen's."
I looked at the two shelves of material that they'd gathered and pored over when I would've been reading Goosebumps. Then looked around at the other 12 bookshelves they'd acquired since. Finally, I turned to Troy.
"This is going to be really long and difficult, but also really sexy and intense, isn't it?"
"Yeah," Troy said, putting his arm around my waist. "And we'll be here to help you with that part of things too." He turned me to face him and then kissed me.
All four of us kissed back.
I called Claire and asked if I could take a sick day today. I didn't want to lie to her so told her I was spending the day with Troy. We negotiated it down to a "We'll call it a surprise day off if I get to join you all Friday night." Julie had to meet a new client and couldn't stay home with us today, but wanted to hear all about it when she got home.
Troy took me into the storage room that had been filled with bookshelves and a reading desk and turned into a small library. When Julie was gone, he told me he was also looking into expanding this room into a proper library, and that he was looking forward to the resulting "fight" that was sure to follow.
The current room was more of a library of all the hypnosis and mind-control sources they'd been able to track down over the years. Lots of books with "control," "mental," or "power" in the title. Some old comics, and fiction by a few authors whose names I recognized from living here and talking to them; a VHS movie with a faded label reading *"Slaves of the Snake Goddess,"* sandwiched between an episode of *"Pokémon"* and another video simply marked *"The Tape"* next to DVDs of various hypnosis-themed adult films. Troy showed me the spinning wheel that Helen had gotten him as a wedding gift and told me it was the real prop from the film *"Our Man Flint."*
"Am I going to be reading or watching all of these," I asked him.
Troy smiled. "A good number, but not all of them. The two shelves closest to the door are the things we collected while studying how to do what we do, but those might not be the right things for you." He picked up a book by someone named Lireal Something, then patted it and gestured around the room.
"Let's say that every item here, every movie or book or TV show or comic you might've seen on this subject contains one letter of The Truth; or one letter of A Truth, anyway. You're going to be researching these things to find the Truth that fits you, and we'll be here to help you along the journey." He set the book back on the shelf, looked at another near it, then tossed it in the garbage. "Hopefully, your truth will be closer to ours than to Helen's."
I looked at the two shelves of material that they'd gathered and pored over when I would've been reading Goosebumps. Then looked around at the other 12 bookshelves they'd acquired since. Finally, I turned to Troy.
"This is going to be really long and difficult, but also really sexy and intense, isn't it?"
"Yeah," Troy said, putting his arm around my waist. "And we'll be here to help you with that part of things too." He turned me to face him and then kissed me.
All four of us kissed back.
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