 He noticed wrongsideoftown he was attached to an IV drip and several monitors. The drip, he realized foggily, must wrongsideoftown account for why he felt so detached, and why his throat wrongsideoftown only burned a little wrongsideoftown instead of hurting like hell. He looked up at the tiled ceiling wrongsideoftown; it seemed wrongsideoftown movie to be shifting colors in a herringbone pattern, like a television picture with bad reception wrongsideoftown. The colors were fascinating. The wrongsideoftown colors were. The colors. . . .
 When he woke up wrongsideoftown again wrongsideoftown, his head was clearer. He could look at the wrongsideoftown ceiling without hallucinating or passing out. There seemed wrongsideoftown movie to be some activity around him; a very wrongsideoftown pretty nurse, he realized, was disconnecting some kind of tube wrongsideoftown from his wrongsideoftown movie throat, and he'd already been detached from the intravenous setup.
 "Rhonda," Paul said, "take off your bra now. You don't need it." He wrongsideoftown had an idea wrongsideoftown: "Take it off as though you were wrongsideoftown a stripper. You'd like to do that, wouldn't wrongsideoftown you? "
 "Yes, Mr pictures. Bennett," Rhonda said. She giggled and began peeling wrongsideoftown off her brassiere, undulating wrongsideoftown and humming a little strip-club tune to herself. She wrongsideoftown dangled the garment in front of him wrongsideoftown briefly, then wrongsideoftown threw it away. After that, she went still again, beautiful boobs swaying freely mere inches from wrongsideoftown movie his face.
 "Yes, master," Rhonda agreed.
 "Good girl, Rhonda." Paul thought for wrongsideoftown a moment. "You know movie, it's hardly fair for me wrongsideoftown to get all the pleasure out of this arrangement. So wrongsideoftown here's what wrongsideoftown movie we're going to try, Rhonda. Whenever you hear my wrongsideoftown movie voice say, 'Good girl wrongsideoftown, Rhonda,' you'll feel an wrongsideoftown movie overpowering sexual pleasure wrongsideoftown, strong enough wrongsideoftown movie to wrongsideoftown make you come no matter what. And pictures each time you feel wrongsideoftown the pleasure, it'll be stronger than it was the time wrongsideoftown before, until wrongsideoftown you reach wrongsideoftown whatever your personal wrongsideoftown movie limit is. Do you wrongsideoftown understand me, Rhonda?"
 "Good girl, Rhonda." The wrongsideoftown movie nurse toppled over, glassy-eyed movie, scrambling to wrongsideoftown tear off her clothing as her body spasmed uncontrollably.
 "Good girl, Rhonda." She didn't make wrongsideoftown a sound, merely lay there, naked body bucking in wrongsideoftown ecstasy until the storm finally passed. At last her shudders ceased and her breathing returned to wrongsideoftown something like normal rhythm. Slowly, dazedly, she put her wrongsideoftown clothes back on and stood up. She didn't try to run for it; she knew, now, that he could have her wriggling mindlessly on the floor, instantly, with just three little words.
 "How are we wrongsideoftown doing, Mr. Bennett?" the middle-aged man in the clean white coat asked. "Your chart indicates you're making a pretty good recovery, but the charts don't show everything wrongsideoftown movie."
 He wrongsideoftown had wrongsideoftown it: a gimmick wrongsideoftown from stage hypnotism. It wrongsideoftown was wrongsideoftown pure show business, but it was movie a harmless suggestion wrongsideoftown which wouldn't get him into trouble if it failed. "Jasmine, raise wrongsideoftown movie your wrongsideoftown arms above your head and clasp your hands wrongsideoftown together, and stay wrongsideoftown that way."
 Paul felt sorry for her wrongsideoftown. "Forget wrongsideoftown your worries," he wrongsideoftown suggested. "Imagine you wrongsideoftown're a dancer. Keep your arms raised wrongsideoftown, and stand on tiptoe wrongsideoftown--that's right--and turn, slowly, slowly. Imagine you're on wrongsideoftown stage, under a spotlight, and a big wrongsideoftown movie audience is watching you wrongsideoftown, seeing how graceful you wrongsideoftown are. Applauding. Keep turning, slowly, slowly, for the audience."
 "Jasmine, I know you're probably upset with me, even though you don wrongsideoftown't show it," he addressed her pictures. "Forget about it. Completely. Nothing unusual happened here, except that you pictures had a little daydream about wrongsideoftown being a wrongsideoftown dancer. Nod your head if your mind wrongsideoftown accepts wrongsideoftown movie this as true."
 "Yes, Mr wrongsideoftown. Bennett," the nurse responded. She checked the room carefully wrongsideoftown, fluffed his wrongsideoftown pillows, and left, casting a last wrongsideoftown smile back at him wrongsideoftown. If she still had wrongsideoftown any memory of wrongsideoftown what he'd done, she showed no sign of it.
 There was another quote, from wrongsideoftown nineteenth-century Britain: "Power corrupts, and absolute power corrupts absolutely." His wrongsideoftown power wasn't wrongsideoftown absolute; his inability to control men, for one thing, limited it. But it was great enough to offer plenty of wrongsideoftown chances wrongsideoftown for corruption wrongsideoftown.
 And wrongsideoftown she hated Paul's guts wrongsideoftown. She seemed never to miss an opportunity to put wrongsideoftown him down, and movie did her best to keep him from getting any movie real credit for anything. She, in fact, was the reason he had wrongsideoftown given up on ever being promoted. He'd watched others with wrongsideoftown sales records far inferior to his pass him on the corporate ladder; some of them had been people he'd trained. But there had been nothing he could do about it, nothing but grit his teeth and soldier wrongsideoftown on.
 Paul's heart sank. Could he really have--? Yes, he decided wrongsideoftown. He had already been sick when he'd landed pictures the Cortez account. He remembered the day he wrongsideoftown and Mrs. Cortez had signed the papers wrongsideoftown; his throat had hurt wrongsideoftown so much, all wrongsideoftown movie he'd wanted was wrongsideoftown to get out of there. Yes, he could have made a movie mistake.
 Ms. Sands' expression softened. She nodded. "Yes, Paul wrongsideoftown." Then, with a touch of her former steel, "Don't call me Charlene. It's Ms. Sands to you wrongsideoftown, is that clear, Mr. Bennett?"
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