A shy young woman working as a computer systems developer, Narelle feels more comfortable at a keyboard than with people. She tries not to draw attention to herself and likes everything to be nice. A frustrating and unfulfilled need led to seeking Doctor Love's help. Narelle's story is a journey of self-discovery and transformation to the woman she longed to be.
I never would have believed I'd see my story in print. Thank you both so much. Narelle.
I anguished over the decision to visit the Practice and see Doctor Love. I'd thought about it for months and searched the Internet desperately looking for what I wanted. I dreaded the thought of attending a clinic. It made me physically ill thinking how sterile and embarrassing it might be. I didn't have a problem. I had a need, an intimate need that I'd endured for far too long.
It was a sensitive and personal matter that I finally accepted I needed to share with someone. Someone I had to feel comfortable with. I rarely meet that type of person. I know it's me and not them. I've always been a quiet and shy person, happier with computers than around people. The Internet wasn't going to fully satisfy my need.
My research looked promising when I discovered Doctor Love's Practice. It sounded nice but expensive. The promise of
sensitive and individual care and attention in a comfortable setting with respect for privacy
aroused my interest. The fact that people who attended were known as Guests appealed to me. I went and looked at the building a couple of times. It was a nice-looking old home rather than a clinic, making the thought of attending more pleasant and discreet.
The web site had an option to book a review of the Practice. I thought it strange at first. I'm not one for rushing into anything and decided to think about it. I returned to the site several times before deciding to provide my contact details. I can smile now, remember my finger nervously paused over the enter key and finally summoning the courage to press.
I later convinced myself that it had to be the best option as I anxiously waited for that phone call. Maddisyn's call caught me by surprise. I wasn't expecting it so soon and relieved it put me out of my misery. She actually sounded so nice and caring and was very helpful. It was just what I wanted to hear and I'm glad I went on the tour with her. The Practice has given me more than it promised. Even more than satisfying a frustrating and consuming need.
I don't have friends and like it that way, preferring not to draw attention to myself and to go unnoticed. I dislike conflict and like everything to be nice. It hasn't always been the case. My parents divorced when I was young and I haven't seen much of them since. It was a scary time in my life. My elderly aunt brought me up as my parents moved away but sadly, she died a couple of years ago.
I did well at school and university but shunned by other students as being boring, a nerd or at worst a weirdo. Of course, I was none of those things. Relationships didn't come naturally. Guys thought of me as plain and uninteresting. Some found my intellect confronting. In the end, I much preferred not to attract their attention or interest. You get less hurt that way.
There was one brief intimate relationship shortly after starting my computing science degree. It didn't last and it hurt. There hasn't been anyone else since. I put all my energy into my studies and now a career as a computer systems developer, living alone in an apartment. While I'm happy with most things in my life, I knew there was something missing and that's why I'm attending the Practice.
I've been seeing Doctor Love for over a month now and it's has been a journey of personal development, sensual self-discovery and fulfilment. Just like the web site promised. He's old enough to be my father but there was just something nice about him when we first met. It surprised me, not normally warming to someone so quickly.
Doctor Love's easy to talk to, we smile and laugh and he's interested in anything I wanted to say. We could have discussed anything, and have without any embarrassment. It's a strange feeling, not being embarrassed or worried. I feel relieved the therapy is working out so well, enjoyable in fact and I couldn't be happier. Doctor Love's one of those rare people I seem to get on with.
'Would you like anything to drink?' Maddisyn asked as I sat on the couch in the Practice Sitting Room.
It's where Guests could sit and wait for their appointment. It's a lovely room. It has beautiful comfortable furniture matching the old building and a large open fireplace. I like to sit and use the free Wi-Fi. What I really like is that I'm always alone, apart from Maddisyn who sat at her desk. Nobody else uses the room. I like the privacy and seclusion and only dealing with Doctor Love and Maddisyn, making it less distressing to visit.
'Thank you, but I'm okay,' I replied returning a faint and slightly nervous grin before looking back down at my notebook computer.
Maddisyn is only a little younger than me, about mid-20's and attractive looking. One of those girls who'd be popular with guys. Not really the type I associate with and usually tried to avoid. As I got to know her, I realised Maddisyn was different to those other girls. She has such a nice gentle soul, quietly spoken and with a natural smile. Maddisyn's a little quiet and reserved, a bit like me but has so much more confidence. There's a lot to like about her.
'I love your dress. I don't think I've seen it before. Is it new?' Maddisyn asked.
'Yes, thank you,' I muttered and briefly returned her gaze, a little nervous at the attention.
I was actually pleased that Maddisyn liked it. She always looked lovely and I wish I had her dress sense. I didn't have much of an interest in fashion and preferred to dress plainly. Not in an Amish of nerdy way, just plain and simple without standing out.
I realised in the sessions with Doctor Love that my appearance was an area I needed to work on. I just did an internet search for
clothing for work
and purchased a dress on-line. It was light grey and knee-length with short sleeves and buttoned up to the neck. It's a simple dress and I liked it but I wish I could be more like Maddisyn.
'It would look lovely with a thin black belt and matching shoes,' Maddisyn suggested, in her usual helpful manner.
I glanced down at the tired looking black flats I was wearing. 'Mmm,' I sighed, seeing her point.
I appreciated her helpful comment, secretly hoping for more. I made a mental note to check out some more dresses and have a look at the accessories. I hadn't noticed any when I was viewing on-line but some of the models were wearing jackets like Maddisyn was wearing.
'What about a jacket?' I tentatively asked, taking the opportunity for advice.
'Oh yes, a plain dark jacket matching the belt and shoes would look nice,' she suggested with a nice smile.
'Thanks,' I quietly replied and gave a little smile.
'Anytime, Maddisyn smiled, obviously enjoying sharing her fashion sense. You're a little early but Doctor Love can see you whenever you like.'
'Sorry. I hope you don't mind,' I answered apologetically hoping I hadn't upset her plans.
'Not at all, she reassured me. Doctor Love leaves plenty of time between appointments.'
I was actually 45 minutes early. I hated being late and feeling rushed and would rather relax in the Sitting Room. The notebook computer in my backpack was a constant companion. There was, however, another reason for being earlier than normal. Will she think it weird? Would she help? I felt a lump forming in my throat and my heart was pounding like a drum beat.
I took a deep, calming breath and tried to settle my nerves. 'Doctor Love said to ask if you could help me with makeup. If that's okay? I mean . . . if you have time?' I asked trying to hide the nervousness in my voice.
'I'd love to, Maddisyn replied with a comforting smile. I often help Guests with their makeup and hair.'
I smiled and felt relieved. I'd been worrying about how to ask Maddisyn since Doctor Love suggested it. It was another area we'd decided needed attention and the Internet wouldn't be much help. Makeup really wasn't my thing. Maddisyn's nice and I was getting to know her better but makeup, that was a big step for me. I didn't really know what I wanted and was definitely out of my comfort zone.
'Shall we go to the Guest Lounge?' Maddisyn suggested with a hint of enthusiasm.
I grabbed my backpack and followed her into the lounge. The room is where Guests could freshen up and prepare for their consultation. Apart from the expected facilities, it has a spa bath set in a wrap-around window and a separate room has a massage table and a large shower with changing facilities. I wouldn't even think of having a spa or a massage. Maddisyn had mentioned she did massages and worked in the beauty and spar industry.
Maddisyn always looked nice and never overly made up. I was hoping for something similar. I was afraid of doing it myself and making a mess. She sat me in front of a lovely white dressing table with a large ornate mirror. There was a collection of cosmetics and various items for their application. Maddisyn sat opposite me on a stool with wheels but to the side so I could see my reflection in the mirror.
'Do you wear any makeup?' She inquired scanning my face.
'Just moisturiser and sometimes lip balm. I'd like something not too colourful, if you know what I mean?' I added, feeling it sounded a little strange.
'Light tones and shading would suit your fair complexion and honey blonde hair,' Maddisyn suggested, filling me with confidence.
'Sounds nice,' I muttered, a little embarrassed that I knew so little about makeup but happy that I was in good hands.
'Remove any makeup before applying some more, she advised. You'll get a better result.'
