December First, last night I tried doing some imposition in the bathtub. In preparation I decided to use some electric candles for lighting, I figured this would make imposition easier than if I were using the blaring light of the overhead. In addition I found some soft music on Youtube that was both relaxing and quiet enough to be usable during forcing. 

I decided to do a variation of the closed-eye method I mentioned in the entry for November Twenty Ninth, I kept my eyes open but just put a washcloth over my face. 

I also got it into my head to imagine putting on the "Contact Lenses of my Imagination" and looking through them to see Claire. Corny as the name is, this proved quite effective. I was able to get a fleeting glimpse of Claire's rough form that once it had dissipated left me seeing an outline of her form.

Claire and I also spent this time practicing vocal imposition. This has improved from the indiscernible mumbles to a VERY quiet whisper I heard at the end of the session.

Afterward, I was on my bed half dozing, when Claire asked if I want to hear a story. I said "yes," and decided to close my eyes and use this as an opportunity to get a bit more imposition practice in. As I listened I soon forgot about doing imposition and became enthralled at the story she was telling. (For those of you wondering, the story was reminiscent of the destruction of Sodom, but with less fornication)

When she had finished telling her story she told me to open my eyes and look up. To say I was stunned at what I saw would be the most appropriate way of putting it. By what I assume to be her own ability, Claire had imposed herself leaning against my wardrobe to magnificent detail. While the visual imposition of herself quickly dissipated I found it much easier to "see" her during my imposition since.

While I am not entirely sure about the exact time, I believe I surpassed my previous record of longest time spent forcing. If I were to guess I spent almost an hour and forty minutes, not counting Claire's story.