1st session: the Teacher. Door opening. “Oh, hello! It’s so nice to see you again! Have you passed a pleasant week? Mmmm, glad to hear that. Did you have the chance to think about your teacher for a while, in anticipation of this session? Mmm, ok. Oh, did you finally manage to recall how tall she was? So? … Oh, 6 feet, impressive! But you were right last time, that’s not as tall as me. Anyway, any more thoughts about her? Mmm, ok, she was always wearing heels… And low cut dresses… Oh, and a peculiar memory came back to you… What about? …. Mmmmmh, that time she punished you for not doing your homework, ok… What did she do? Oh, I understand… She called you to her desk, made you stand in front of her and told you you needed to grow up… And tell me, what feelings do you have, when you think of that moment? Mmm, I see, you feel that in that occasion she looked even bigger than she actually was, ok… And from that moment on you, never forgot a homework again… Ok. Anything more? Is that all? Ok. Well, I think everything is ready for our first hypnotherapy session. Please follow me. Here, lay on this sofa. Get yourself comfortable. Yes, just like that. You have to trust me and follow my instruction carefully. Now, close your eyes. Focus on my voice. Everything else has no importance for you. Breathe deeply: in… (pause) And out… (pause) In… (pause) and out (pause). Stay focused on my voice. You can feel the surrounding sounds slowly fade away as you relax and follow my voice. My voice is all you need to focus on... Breath in… (pause) And out… (pause). As you put all your attention on my voice, you can feel your body relaxing… Your arms feel heavy… And your legs, they feel even heavier… Stay focused on my voice. My voice is all you need to focus on. All of your body is getting heavier… You couldn’t lift a single finger now. You like this sensation: it feels so good to relax, to be guided by my voice. You love to follow my voice. You’re extremely relaxed now, breathing deeply and slowly. Now, out of this feeling of deep relaxation, a picture slowly comes to your mind: right in front of you, you can see a staircase that goes down… Follow my voice… You take a look at the stair, but you can’t see the bottom. Still, you are curious to know where it leads. So you start walking down the stairs. Slowly, one step at a time… And with every step, you seem to become more and more aware of what you will find at the bottom… You can almost picture it: It’s a woman… It’s someone you have met long ago… Someone who taught you many things, but that one time made you feel uncomfortable in front of all the class… Yes, you’re totally aware now: you’re going to meet your Teacher. You take the last step down the stair and you finally meet the ground. Meet your Teacher now, she’s coming for you…” Magical sound which signals the entry into a dreamlike state of consciousness. The following paragraph is meant to be read on a continuous background of alpha waves (which can of course be added later in the editing). Giant steps sound. “Hello, my student. Glad to see you again... Hey, why don’t you look at me when I talk to you? I’m your teacher and you should show some respect. So come on, stop looking at my feet and look me in the eyes. Come on, look up! Up, up… those are my legs, up… My belly… Up… My breasts… Up… There you go, our eyes meet, at last. So? What’s the matter with you? You seem less concentrated than usual! What? It’s the fact that you have to look up at me? So what? You’ve always had to look up at me, silly boy. What, more than in the past? What do you mean? Don’t you remember that you’ve always been a little shrimpy student and that I’m your big Teacher? What do you say? I’m not only big, I’m colossal? Well, if you prefer to say so… Certainly, you don’t even come up to my calves. What are you, as tall as my ankle? Come on, get closer: let me see… Mmmmh yeah, maybe, barely as tall as it… Anyway, enough with this chatter: you’re acting like you’ve never seen me before. So tell me, my student: have you got your homework today? … How is that, “what homework”? Are you kidding me? Look me in the eyes when I talk! And don’t pretend I’m too big for you to look me in the eyes, now! Are you serious? You’ve not done your homework, once again? How insolent… Come here. Here, I said. I’ll pick you up and put you on my desk, come on. There you go… Light as a feather, aren’t you? Here, stand there on my desk. Is it easier for you to look at me in the eyes, now? Yes..? Well, I don’t think so, little one: the ones you’re looking at are my breasts… you have to look up! What, they’re too big to be avoided? Oh my goodness, what should I do with you? Listen, please, try being reasonable for once: I’d really prefer not to punish you. Just look at this: my hand’s breadth is taller than you. Why in the world would I want to rage on such a small student? I don’t want to. But you leave me with no choice, and it’s a shame: you never do your homework, and