Stan always said there’s no woman alive that could charm him. At least that’s what he thought, until he met Marisa. He said he would never go skydiving. “Why should I jump out a perfectly good plane?” At least that’s what he said until Marisa wanted to go skydiving.
“It’s her eyes. Something about her eyes. When I look into them , I – I just can’t say no.”
“So she’s like Kaa?” I said laughing. She’s got hypnotic eyes, huh?
Slip into silent slumber
Sail on a silver mist
Slowly and surely your senses
Will cease to resist
“Ah come on Jay,” He said giving me a shove. “It’s not like that?”
“Wow! You’ve got it bad.”
“Yeah. I do,” he said blushing.
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3: to control (an animal) typically by charms (as the playing of music)