I have done two things. 1)Discovered that people have commented on my journals. Thanks for the kind words and advice! I'm still surprised to discover that someone is reading this. 2)Stumbled into stupid. Rushing into any sort of situation is a rather disagreeable act, regardless of the circumstances. I happened to stumble upon an overeager young hypnotist who had a thing for shoes. I have been raised to be polite, and sometimes (more than I care to admit) I allow that to override my discomfort. So, when this excited aspiring (He claimed that he had much experience) hypnotist ignored my excuses and pushed for a short session, I erred on the side of being polite, and agreed. I expected possibly a short induction, or something silly of that nature, just to allow me to see how we worked together, but that's not what he had in mind. While I have nothing against people who enjoy it, smelling my heels does nothing for me, and that was only one thing I was asked to do. I cannot say for sure why I went as far as I did. It wasn't a trance, I am sure of that. Eventually I made some excuse about someone at the door and logged off. I cannot say that I did not expect to have at least one extremely uncomfortable encounter. Even with the kind warnings of others, I know myself too well. Hopefully, this will be either the last, or one of only a few. All I can do is shudder every now and then at the memory, and strive to avoid such an encounter in the future. The only downside is that it has made me fearful of exploring further. Logically, I know that not everyone on the internet will be the same way. Sure, there are a lot of jerks and creeps in the world, but that doesn't mean everyone is one. Even so, I find myself wondering and slightly afraid. Well, "slightly" would be a mild understatement. Hopefully, this shall pass with time. Until then...who knows? Hasta luego, SecretScribe