This choice: Completely new suggestions • Go Back...Chapter #5Completely new suggestions by: freakyfry   "Tiffany, I've changed my mind. I have a new set of instructions for you. Starting when you leave, whenever you interact with another female, you are going to think the girl is interested in you. Even if they act perfectly normal, every gesture to you will seem like they are trying to seduce you. Although you think it will be obvious, you won't talk about it to anyone. If Grant or anyone else asks why you are acting so weird, you will act like nothing is wrong, even though you assume they all see what you see. The more attention you get, the more flustered you will become."
Provert then spoke to both of them. "Whenever I say 'trance time' to either of of you, you will return to this hypnotic state." Provert then woke them from the trance.
"I think we've made some good progress today. Now I want you two to go home and work on living normally, and I'll call to check in on you each tomorrow."
With that, Grant and Tiffany thanked the doctor and left.
On their way home, Grant suggested they stop for coffee. They pulled up to their favorite coffeehouse and walked inside. Behind the counter was a high school-aged brunette barista.
"Can I take your order m'am?" she asked Tiffany.
Tiffany was taken aback. What seemed a completely normal greeting to anyone in earshot to Tiffany was something else. Her mind registered the question, but in her mind the girl had asked it in a very husky and suggestive tone. She looked at the girl. She was about 17 or 18 years old, with her brown hair pulled back in a short ponytail which was helped by a green clip in her hair. The appropriate amount of makeup she wore appeared to Tiffany as if she had slathered on a garish amount, and the normal white blouse, brown pants, and green apron uniform seemed to fit her too well for Tiffany's liking. Tiffany tried to put it out of her mind and looked at the menu, but she felt it was hard to concentrate. The barista looked at her, waiting for her order, but to Tiffany she was being sized up like a piece of meat! She felt her face reddening. Grant ordered his and waited.
"Tiff.. come on, what do you want?" Grant asked, clearly impatient. Tiffany looked at him for support, but he seemed annoyed. Maybe he just wanted her to ignore the girl and move on.
"Oh, uh... right... I'll have a medium iced coffee please." Tiffany said, though she was unable to meet the barista's eyes.
"That'll be $6.75" the barista said, looking askance at Tiffany. Grant reached in his pockets but came up empty.
"Baby, I don't have any cash, can you get this?"
Tiffany sighed and nodded. She reached in her pursed and pulled out the exact change and started to hand it to the barista. But as soon as her hand brushed the girl's, Tiffany's mind reacted. Instead of feeling normal contact, she felt like the girl was reaching for her hand and caressing it. Tiffany was so startled she yanked her hand back, dropping the money on the counter.
"Geez Tiff, calm down." Grant said as he helped the barista scoop up the cash. The girl just rolled her eyes, thinking she doesn't get paid enough to deal with crazy people. Tiffany was so embarrassed her face blushed bright red. She turned without a word and went to sit down, leaving Grant to bring the coffees back.
After a minute he walked over with the drinks.
"What's gotten into you?" he asked. He had no idea why his wife was acting so weird. Tiffany wanted to say it was all that girl's fault for being all over her, but for some reason the words didn't come out. All she could say was "Didn't you see what happened?"
Grant didn't know what she meant, all he saw was her acting strange.
"I saw you being silly, if that's what you mean."
Tiffany just huffed. How dare he say that to her after that girl had practically groped her! Then Tiffany thought to herself that maybe Grant was just embarrassed that a girl had been hitting on his wife right in front of him, and didn't want to talk about it. Tiffany decided she was embarrassed enough already, she didn't need to make him feel worse.
"Nevermind, just drop it."
Grant was irked that she was being so closed off to him, but chalked it up to not understanding women and left it at that. The two enjoyed their drinks and then left.
They drove back to their apartment building, parked, and walked in the front door. On their way up the stairs, they rain into their neighbor Ms. Patterson. Rebecca was 34, making her 6 years older than either Grant or Tiffany.
"Hey Grant, hey Tiffany" she said as she walked down the stairs. Tiffany turned and stared. She couldn't believe Rebecca! In her mind, Tiffany saw Rebecca stare right at Tiffany's breasts as she walked by. Grant noticed his wife's odd behavior.
"What, do you need to go drop some money on her too?" he asked.
Tiffany just blushed and headed into their apartment without a word.
The rest of the night was normal, but Tiffany was feeling a little off, so she decided to call into work and take tomorrow off. She and Grant watched tv together and then went to bed. In the morning, Tiffany woke up late, figuring she might as well sleep in. Grant was already gone when she woke up at 8:00. She felt great, so much so that she felt guilty for taking the day off when nothing was wrong. But there wasn't anything she could do now, so she made breakfast and ate while reading the paper, then hopped in the shower. After finishing, she stepped out with a towel wrapped around her body and another around her hair. The phone rang.
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