So, yesterday I was dressed, hypnotized and stoned.  I happens.

I was floating on that unique synergistic high, and musing upon how utterly blissful I felt.  I thought something along the lines of, "Gosh, being high feels Devine," when another voice in my head simply said, "thank you".

It was then that I realized that while I like being stoned, Heidi really loves it.  That's why the little bitch went to such trouble to cultivate my addiction to hypnosis and crossdressing.  

That's the situation, it seems.  I can have what I need, so long as She gets what she needs.

l'm okay with that.