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<Gasp!>…Wha…what?...I…I…”
As the strangely glowing watch started spinning in front of Max’s shocked eyes, she did indeed feel a horrible sinking feeling, almost like déjà vu. As if she had indeed seen this fascinating pocket watch of Mr. Jefferson’s in the past. Exactly like this. Max had a sudden stab of terror in her chest as for one fleeting moment she had a chilling realization of what was happening…
‘Is this…Hypnosis?....Oh, God!...Before… did he… try hypnotizing me in his office?... Why didn’t I remember this until now?…unless… Oh my God…Did it work? Did he somehow make me forget!?!... I have to stop this…now!… <Gasp!>…If he were to find out about my powers… No!... I can’t…can't let him take control of me!... I have to try and reverse…’
However before Max could muster up the strength of will to activate her power and reverse time, Jefferson’s next utterances seemed to sweep everything away...
“Yes…that’s it, my child…Just watch the watch and remember…I’m allowing you now to remember it all my little Max. As we established quite a rapport that day. When like the good girl you are…you learned to follow all my teachings…to Trust in me!... As Teacher knows Best!”
“…I.…y…yes…Trust in you…As Teacher knows best…”
As Max repeated the final trigger words Jefferson has taken such pains to install in her that day, all of a sudden it seemed like the barriers of time in Max's mind folded in on itself. For once she didn’t need to reverse time to re-experience what she had felt before. As all at once the memories of being in his office came flooding back. As if a locked door that had previously concealed the event had burst open in her mind. And once again she was the helplessly transfixed, attentive student listening closely to her hot teacher…her favorite man in the whole world…the one she crushed on…the one she adored…who had the most important voice in the universe. As he took her down deeper…deeper and deeper...into such a wondrous state of relaxation, peace, and contentment. Where she was completely safe…and out of danger…Where she didn’t need to think or worry about anything at all…Only listen…listen to his voice as it filled her…captivated her…and reassured her that everything would be all right. As long as she listened…and obeyed… following all his instructions… because as always...above all else…‘Teacher knows best...