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David opened the door to his office. Julia stood beaming in front of him, falling around his neck, as if she were there to visit her uncle for a moment. It didn't seem fitting to usher her right into the practice room and begin the therapy session.
David suggested, "It's so delightfully warm today, almost too good to be holed up in a room. Shall we go for a walk first?"
"Sure," Julia rejoiced, "there's the forest nearby, next to the park."
"Good idea," David thought, "there are hardly any people there during the week, so we can talk undisturbed."
They walked, side by side, chatting about the past years when they hadn't seen each other. Julia told him Carol, his ex, had been a regular visitor at Mom's even after his divorce, and it had saddened her each time that he hadn't been there. She hooked arms with David, and they both walked through the park toward the edge of the woods.
It occurred to him, "Oh yeah, about Carol, she was in my office the other day."
Julia's eyes brightened. "Are you coming to visit us together again, now?"
"Not so fast with the horsies," David waved it off, "yes, we were happy to see each other again and found out that there are still things that connect us."
Julia smiled broadly. "If you two live together again, then I could visit you from time to time."
David didn't address the question. "Oh, by the way, speaking of living together, you still live with your parents, despite your twenty years."
"Oh that," she replied, "I know what you mean, but it's much nicer living with mom and dad than in a dorm room."
She grinned. "Then Mom does the laundry, too, and she cooks."
Julia quickly corrected herself, "Of course, I help out around the house."
"How did it come about that you signed up to talk to me?"
"Mom thought because of living with parents and stuff. She said she definitely didn't want to get rid of me, that it was nice that I was still living at home, but maybe it was still time for me to get a room on campus at the university."
"Why not?" thought David, "you'd meet a friend there."
"Oh you know," Julia sighed, "the guys at the university seem like kids to me, they're all too young."
She giggled. "Not that I mind them wanting to get into my pants all the time, I've tried it a few times with a boy. But right away, you get hogged and hardly have any air left to breathe."
"I understand," David agreed with her, "some can get pretty possessive."
"Yeah, somehow it's nicer with my parents. One time I can hug Mom, the next I'm with Dad for a cuddle, and the parents don't get jealous about it."
"Might not be the same," David coughed, "you do very different things with a boyfriend than you do with parents."
"That's just it," Julia sighed, and clasped her hand in his upper arm, "I know."
David looked toward the approaching edge of the woods:
"If you mingle at college, I'm sure you'll fall head over heels in love with a prince."
"I've never fallen in love like that before."
"You've never had a boyfriend?"
Julia pinched his upper arm and grinned. "Uncle David, where do you think I'm going, I'm twenty." She turned serious again. "My girlfriends fall in love all the time, but it's different with me somehow. I only get that tingling feeling in my stomach with men I've known forever."
Arriving at the edge of the forest, Julia held David back and hugged him.
"This is so nice here, you're really good to talk to."
As they continued walking, David picked up the thread. "Should I understand you correctly, you are attracted to men you have known for a long time."
"Yes, only then do I feel those strong feelings." She swallowed blankly. "Mom said she had to tell everything with you, even things you don't usually talk about with anyone. Does that apply to me, too?"
David smiled and stroked her cheek with the back of his hand. "When you talk it out, it helps you figure out what you really want."
Julia gave herself a jolt. "I have this strong feeling not only about men, but about women, too." She frowned. "Do you think that's bad?"
"How could I," David laughed, "I know plenty of women, even married ones, who go for girls."
"You mean younger ones, like my age?"
"I hear a lot of that in my practice. There are mothers who don't know what to do because they're attracted to their daughter. Then there's young women who have feelings for their mothers..."
"Really?"
"Yes. Often it's girls who have a crush not only on their mother, but also on their father."
"Really? But that kind of thing isn't allowed."
"What can I say," David replied, "often families find a solution that suits everyone. And anyway, where there's no plaintiff, there's no judge."
"You mean they do it secretly?"
"Don't we all have our little secrets?"
Julia giggled, and David continued, "I know some happy families who keep a sweet secret. Who knows, you maybe even have girlfriends you don't even suspect that are snuggling with Mom and Dad in between."
"You dear!" groaned Julia, "and I thought I was..."
She fell silent, plucking an oak leaf from a twig and twirling it between her fingers. Gradually she relaxed and said, "This feels good to talk to you, I feel much lighter already."
She pinched David's arm and pouted. "With all the secrets I'm telling you, I feel like I'm getting naked in front of you. That's not fair, tell me something about yourself, too."
"Equal justice for all," David laughed. "All right. The other day, when Carol came to visit me unexpectedly... it wasn't easy for me to admit to her that I still found her attractive."
"How did she react?"
