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woman turned out to be just as imposing offstage as on. Her direct gaze seemed to penetrate all disguises and pretexts. She introduced herself to us as "Zarah." I explained on my date's behalf, as she had become (unusually) tongue- tied. Brenda was quite flushed, I might say, and as she leaned briefly against the door jamb to Zarah's room, I noticed that her breathing was hurried. Our eyes flicked nervously around the backstage suite. The room contained a wide lounge chair, more like a sofa, and seated upon it was Lily, the woman from the recent performance. Next to her slumped a rather thin blond girl. They were obviously still entranced, for the thin girl's frizzy head was laid on Lily's shoulder, eyes tightly closed, while the lovely, rather dark-set eyes of the older woman were blinking rather slowly and regularly in a languid manner. Neither acknowledged our entrance at all. Speaking to us, Zarah said: "As you can see, Brenda, the phenomenon you now experience is not unusual. Unexpected strong responses to my technique come to my attention often. I was just in the process of clearing these good ladies of all residual effects, and if you will wait a moment outside, I will attend to you as well, my dear girl." My date nodded, and turned to leave. Zarah's voice was very flexible, and there was a depth and smoothness to her speech that I found very appealing. As she spoke I was struck by the absolute directness and frankness of her gaze.I knew somehow that, as I stood before her, she was assessing me! She came to some decision quickly. "Go on now, James, isn't it?" she commanded. "You may return in a few moments." As we were retreating, I caught a startling glimpse in the corner of the dressing-room mirror. Zarah had moved to stand behind the sofa. She brushed her hands down the blonde's face and neck, and I swear I saw them slide momentarily down the front of her sweater! As the door closed behind us, I was more flustered than Brenda, who seemed oblivious to the scene. Had she missed the reflection? She must have, and I suddenly decided not to mention it. Zarah had treated Brenda almost as a child, and my ordinarily prickly-pear date had not even batted an eyelid! After a short while, the door opened, and the two ladies emerged. Lily nowseemed quite vivacious, and sparkling, while the thin girl lowered her face, and muttered an embarrassed "Excuse me," as they left the theater. I watched them leave, wishing I could have that power, to have women offer themselves up to me, helpless to resist. I was suddenly quite horny. While I had been woolgathering, daydreaming about brushing my hands all over a hypnotized woman, Brenda had hurried back inside, closing the door. After a few moments, I got up enough courage to poke my head inside. The women

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