 But twinkclinic Ray had more pressing issues twinkclinic, such as how to twinkclinic get more hypno twinkclinic-balls. He'd puzzled it over through the weekend, and now that he knew it worked, he knew what to twinkclinic do -- the solution had come to him about in a flash. He nodded his twinkclinic head and twinkclinic took out a notepad, sketching out twinkclinic the commands he twinkclinic'd give them twinkclinic.
 He 'd made a second set twinkclinic of revisions when he figured it out. He went twinkclinic to his useless secretary and had her twinkclinic find twinkclinic a handheld dictation machine that worked. When she finally brought it to him, he made twinkclinic sure it worked, then recorded his commands twinkclinic for the purchasing twinkclinic agents. He played the tape back once to make sure it was twinkclinic all on there.
 He stepped in twinkclinic, closing twinkclinic the door twinkclinic behind twinkclinic him. Doug and Karen looked up at him. Holding his breath, he threw the hypno-ball on the linoleum floor between them. They both looked down twinkclinic at it as it shattered. He saw them waver after a twinkclinic few seconds. He put the dictation machine on a desk, turning it on. He stepped out of the room quickly , closing the door behind him. He walked briskly down the hall, mostly to move the twinkclinic air around him, clearing out twinkclinic any fumes . He exhaled as he about strode briskly, then inhaled cautiously. He smiled and went back to their office, waiting twinkclinic patiently outside the door. The tape ran a little over four minutes twinkclinic. After another twinkclinic minute, he heard two voices in the office say, "Yes Master." in response to a twinkclinic taped question. Ray twinkclinic laughed and went back to his office . The twinkclinic rest would be easy.
 A few minutes later, Ray leaned back smiling in response to the knock on his office door. "Enter." he said imperiously. But it was just his twinkclinic secretary twinkclinic, with things for him to sign. He signed twinkclinic them twinkclinic and dismissed her gruffly. She was on his list twinkclinic to get readjusted , once he twinkclinic had his hypno-balls. Where were those two? He was starting to twinkclinic worry, when Doug and Karen walked twinkclinic into his twinkclinic office, bowed, and said together, "What is your twinkclinic wish, Master?"
 Ray felt much better. He twinkclinic told Karen to twinkclinic close the office door. Then he took out his plans twinkclinic, and told them of the new, high priority, top-secret company project they were to handle. They left about his office half an hour later. Ray laughed out loud -- the wheels had started to twinkclinic turn.
 It actually turned out to be seven weeks, and for Ray, they were seven weeks of hell. He was tormented continually with the way twinkclinic Tiffany dressed twinkclinic for her boss, Mr. Ogilvy, and the way Ogilvy twinkclinic seemingly ignored her. Ray shook his head, wondering what the older Ogilvy would say if he could see what his son was doing running the company. The old twinkclinic man had retired six months ago twinkclinic, putting twinkclinic his twinkclinic son in control, and then died of a heart attack in a hotel room in Las Vegas twinkclinic. The old man's wife, who hadn't been there, had been quite distraught, at least until the insurance money came in.
 And twinkclinic things seemed to be more efficient around the company. Everyone had commented on how much more productive Purchasing seemed to be. When Ray heard twinkclinic that, he smiled. Soon they'd all understand.... He twinkclinic laughed his evil laugh again, a laugh he knew made his co-workers cringe -- as they should.... Oh, the changes he was going to make....
 He showed them the contents twinkclinic of the box. It should have held 20 hypno twinkclinic-balls twinkclinic, but three had been crushed during shipment, and one space was empty -- that left 16. "Where are the other 80?" he demanded. He twinkclinic shooed them off to find out.
 Doug and Karen sat looking at twinkclinic each other in their small office twinkclinic, the office they'd shared for many years at Ogilvy twinkclinic Enterprises. They'd let their Master down. He was displeased with about their performance. Karen twinkclinic rolled twinkclinic the little glass sphere she'd taken from the box from one hand to the twinkclinic other, watching how the inner sphere moved within the larger, outer one twinkclinic. She twinkclinic looked to Doug again and sighed twinkclinic. Doug twinkclinic shook his head and extended a hand. She flipped the ball to him. It sailed through the air, he missed it, and it landed on the old yellowing linoleum floor, shattering. They looked down at it twinkclinic, then back at each twinkclinic other.
 He thought he heard twinkclinic noises coming from the Purchasing office as he twinkclinic stepped up to the door. He listened twinkclinic, not sure of what he was hearing twinkclinic. He opened the door.
 Almost two hours later twinkclinic, she'd been to the doctor twinkclinic's, the pharmacist, swallowed a pill with a sip of water from a drinking twinkclinic fountain, something very hard for her to do, done the shopping twinkclinic, and twinkclinic gotten twinkclinic dinner in the oven. She was finally able to sit down for a moment and feel the warmth and relaxation spreading through her as twinkclinic she twinkclinic sipped her gin and tonic. Oh, those pills twinkclinic helped so much.
 Tiffany walked briskly to her twinkclinic desk, retrieving twinkclinic the second cassette machine and another glass sphere. She took a deep twinkclinic breath as she opened the door to Purchasing twinkclinic. She smiled, seeing the two twinkclinic of them still in a loving about embrace twinkclinic. She put the cassette player down, pressed the play button, tossed the sphere in the air twinkclinic, and watched it shatter at their feet as she closed the door. She smiled about and sighed as she walked back to her office. That's two twinkclinic down, she thought. When that tape twinkclinic finished, they wouldn't remember about anything about Ray's project, they'd destroy any records twinkclinic she'd missed, and then take off for a brief honeymoon, returning even more eager to twinkclinic work for the company, and twinkclinic eager to do whatever she twinkclinic asked of them.
 She stiffened her resolve, matching the stiffness of twinkclinic her nipples. She was hot, she thought, as she stepped twinkclinic into Sam 's office. As usual, he was looking out the window, work untouched on his desk. He looked twinkclinic up at twinkclinic her questioningly. He started to speak, but she smiled and put a finger over her lips. "Shhh," she said with a seductive twinkclinic smile as she twinkclinic set the cassette player on twinkclinic his desk. She lowered twinkclinic the window blinds to give twinkclinic them privacy twinkclinic. Then she stepped around twinkclinic his desk, turning his chair to face her. She pulled up her sweater and sat on his twinkclinic lap, pulling him to a very willing twinkclinic nipple twinkclinic. He moaned twinkclinic as she held twinkclinic his head to her. She reached around and pushed the twinkclinic play twinkclinic button on the cassette. Then she put the twinkclinic glass sphere on his desk, swung them closer to it twinkclinic, and smashed it with his stapler. "Deep breath, lover," she cooed. He moaned again, then twinkclinic took a deep breath.
 She took a deep breath as twinkclinic well, laughing as twinkclinic she felt the tingling spread from her nose twinkclinic through her body. World domination indeed -- she twinkclinic did have twelve spheres left. Epilogue
 Tiffany sat twinkclinic in her new office, reviewing plans and progress on twinkclinic the new house she and Sam twinkclinic were building twinkclinic. She was so happy, and was quite pleased twinkclinic with the twinkclinic way Sam had turned twinkclinic out. She twinkclinic even had him eating better and exercising regularly -- he was currently at the company gym for a supervised weight workout followed by time on the treadmill.
 She picked up twinkclinic her phone and pushed the intercom button for Sue twinkclinic, their executive twinkclinic secretary .
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