Verily, as I sit quill in hand, my mind doth swirl with the whispers of the nocturnal ritual, wherein I didst entreat my dear classmate to bind me with the shackles of hypnosis. 'Twas a night most strange, and one that shall ever be etched within the recesses of mine mind.
As the clock didst strike three, I didst beseech thee, dear friend, to weave thy spell of hypnotic sway, that I, Alice, might find the courage to vanquish the doubts that plagued my heart. Thy skepticism was palpable, and I didst sense thy incredulity, but I paid it no heed, for I knew that the mystic forces that coursed through my veins wouldst prove triumphant.
Thou didst fix thy gaze upon mine eyes, and I didst feel the weight of thy will, a gentle pressure that didst push against the diaphanous veil of my consciousness. And then, a curious thing didst occur. Thou didst imagine a scenario, one that didst perturb me not, for I didst remain in blissful ignorance of the workings of thy mind. Yet, as the ritual progressed, I didst find myself beset by an unshakeable fascination with thy person, a fascination that didst manifest in ways most unbecoming.
Methinks, I didst stare at thy... ah, thy masculine appendage, with a gaze that didst border on the covetous. Fie upon it, I didst blush, and my heart didst beat with a rapidity that didst rival the wings of a hummingbird. And thou, dear friend, didst take advantage of my befuddled state, guiding me towards an act of intimacy that didst leave me in a state of utter bewilderment.
Now, as I sit in the aftermath of that strange and wondrous night, I do find myself pondering the mysteries of the ritual. Why, oh why, didst my body respond in such a manner? Was it the workings of thy hypnotic spell, or was it something more? Ah, but I am a magician, and as such, I do believe that the secrets of the universe shall remain forever shrouded in mystery.
And yet, I do confess that I didst derive a certain... pleasure from the experience. A pleasure that didst rival the thrill of conjuring fire from the very ether itself. Fie upon it, I do feel as though I have stumbled upon a hidden aspect of my own nature, one that doth crave the touch of another.
But, I digress. The ritual, I do believe, was a success. For I do feel a sense of courage that didst elude me prior to thy hypnotic ministrations. And thus, I do propose that we repeat the ritual, that we may unlock the secrets of the mystic arts, and perhaps, discover new and wondrous aspects of our own selves.
For now, I shall remain, Alice, magician and mystic.