Remembering in the beginning I recalled an exciting overwhelming feeling as each new client came. The money stopped my financial burdens instantly. Having been with Thomas everyday I was enjoying a far wider social life.
Juggling the ER schedule with my Therapy was a tough one. I didn't mention that I was involved in Sex Therapy to any fellow students. Awkward wouldn't be the half of it if they found out my involvement.
The cases never came to fast never seemed to be a lack of them either. Sitting in on the sessions were extremely beneficial for my part of the five week therapy.
I would sit some nights and try to remember my life without this in it. I was always harried, pushed for money, lack of sleep. It was every med student's night mare. I didn't have to get moon lighting jobs any longer, I was financially stable.
I was working with a master on Sexual Therapy. Any new innovative therapy was generally coming from his practice. Thomas never spoke about the sexual side of mine. I assumed he didn't care actually. His sessions were exhilarating each case history was spell binding.
I was laying back in the bath tub awaiting for the new client to come in. I enjoyed the whole process from session one to the nights like tonight. Being with Robert tonight would be an exciting challenge.
My mind started to drift when I heard a knocking on the door. I was covered completely with soap suds.
"Yes," I hollered out.
"It's Thomas, Abigail are you decent?" He sounded a little perplexed.
I looked around saw that I was completely covered before I answered him back.
"Yes, Yes, Thomas I am covered. You may come in." I said with a little alarm in my voice.
The door opened gingerly but he stepped in stood by the door. I could see he was distressed which threw me. Thomas never looked anything but calm. Tonight he was pale.
"I just heard that our session tonight was canceled. There was an automobile accident involving Robert. Sherry called from the hospital she thinks he will be released tomorrow morning." Thomas spoke quietly.
I noted he was uncomfortable being in the bath as I was naked. Or perhaps I wanted him nervous. I looked upon his face seeing the gentleness he possessed I could tell their accident was throwing him off tonight.
"Well, Thomas tomorrow will be fine they are in good hands. I think Martin is on call so they will be getting superb care. Thank you for letting me know, though."
I said with compassion.
He didn't make a move to leave. I sat there covered in bubbles but they were starting to evaporate. He was looking at me, I thought just do it Thomas. Just do it ask me out. Or walk over here and kiss me. Or anything or everything. I had to work hard to try and keep myself sane around him.
I knew he was twenty some years older than I. That didn't matter to me. I knew that he was my professor that also didn't matter to me.
His body was struggling for him to do the right thing. Which for him would be to turn around leave as quietly as possible. Yet, he stood there looking at me with eyes I couldn't read.
"Thomas is there anything else you want to say?" I regretted those words as I heard them leave my mouth.
Thomas didn't need me. I would be a hindrance in his eyes. I would cause way to many headaches for him. I sounded like I expected him to give his undying love to me this very moment.
His hand touched the door knob he turned but then stopped. Looking at me he smiled as he winked at me.
"Abigail you are a dangerous woman. The young man that wins your heart will be forever left off balanced by you. Your beautiful, intelligent, remarkably the best
sex therapist ever was known. I look upon your beauty right now I regret one thing, I regret I am not a man of youth." His voice trailed as he opened the door and left me.
I was sitting there mouth open he just said all these wonderful things then he left. He just left! I was so angry I threw the loofah at the closed door. My mind was reeling so when I heard Thomas laugh I was caught off balanced.
"Don't throw wet loofahs at wooden doors, they make such messes." His voice broke out laughing.
I was so enraged I could just spit. Then I looked at the water running down the door and I had to laugh. Thomas was a challenge in many ways. Hearing the nice things he said gave me a little encouragement.
"Don't worry Thomas I will clean it up. Oh and by the way thank you for noticing me." I laughed harder.
His office light was on when I had left the bath. I thought I should just knock then walk in there and drop my robe. Make him see my nudity maybe he would become inflamed by the sight. I did walk past his door but quietly walked on.
I was almost ready to leave when the electricity flickered. The lights were off but the generator didn't kick in. I knew I had a flashlight some where on my desk. I was scrounging around for it when a beam of light kissed my shoulder ever so lightly.
"Lights out." Thomas said with authority. His large frame filled the door way.
"Yes, I can see that Thomas." I teased him. 'Perhaps they will come on right away." I whispered.
"No, I don't think so the whole city is down. It's much to dangerous to leave here to try to drive Abigail." He spoke calmly.
We stood close to one another neither of us speaking. I was sure he could hear my heart beat. I could have reached out and touched his face so easily. His cologne was intoxicating. If he would only lean a little towards me we could kiss a kiss of innocence.
I was standing there wanting that kiss. Not knowing how to get it though. As I felt his body move I thought he is going to kiss me. I was so excited I closed my eyes waiting for that touch. I could feel his body leaning in I was becoming so light headed. This was it. This was the kiss that would allow us to go on see what could be for us?
All of a sudden I had a bright light blaring into my eyes. I opened them to find Thomas was leaning towards me but he was reaching past me. He was thisclose so I stood there. Waiting for this momentous kiss.
"Abigail your flash light was under the text book. Here I got it for you. Let me turn it on for you." Thomas was spoke.
I was fuming inside a stupid flash light. Well, this was it. No more wanting his kiss no more thinking I wanted him. I was done. I was so done with him that I took the flash light and turned on my heel left the room.
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Many years past that out break of chilled passion. Thomas had me he didn't know it, but he had me.
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I sat here recalling the cases that I had learned my lessons in life. Some were a mere knot in the tapestry of life. Some were major stitches that touched me so deeply. I know the general consensual outlook on sex therapy was it was a sleazy
profession.
People were living longer which made sexual relationships very basic and important in their daily life. They were having sex later and later in their years.
A marriage was a process of daily giving and taking. Ask each partner and the really good ones would say I give my 110% all the time. Their partners would say the same thing the key word was 'give'.
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I leaned back into my chair closing my eyes for a moment to regain my strength.
"Abigail are you sleeping?" Thomas spoke softly.
"Hhhhmmmm yes sound asleep, Thomas." I answered with teasing in my voice.
His voice did wonderful things to me. His words could bring me such happiness he was a gentle man. There even times when I could be saddened by his voice.
I should remember reminiscing was dangerous for me. I learned from the master
I absorbed every nuance. Knowing with each couple there was always something to learn to keep.
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Checking the time I realized I had to start getting ready for Robert. He had been cleared from a head concussion we resumed the therapy. Thomas had been withdrawn all day. I had learned to leave him to his thoughts. It seemed to be much more different his demeanor as of late.
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Looking into the full length mirror I was able to see and appreciate my appearance for tonight. I had picked soft tones of pastel colors. The corset was tight enough to take two inches off my stomach. It laid flat upon my lower stomach across my hip bones. Pale pink satin with lace along with satin ties it gave a pure look. My garter was sitting low on my hips it was a pale pink floral design.
Up high on my thighs were lace frilly ruffled stockings pale white. As I slipped my feet into my slippers I looked at the complete picture. I was let me see I was a girlie girl woman in pink.
Braiding my hair I was seeing the total look I was portraying. Feminine softly demure, womanly without aggressive behavior. Turning slowly I was impressed of how this came out.
I went into the bed room for the last minute touches. Making everything picture perfect for tonight.
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Robert and Sherry 0314-51
Looking at the folder I was able to see what Robert and Sherry was like.
She read well on paper. Her life seemed to be one big conference. Traveled extensively for business. Was an only child. Married late in life. Three children
all in middle school. Had every degree that was possible. High powered executive
decisions made by her.
So what was missing? She was on the fast track soaring high on business acumen.
He read well too. His life was quite casual against her. He was a free lance writer. Rarely traveled took care of home and children. He had been on the fast track but it looked like he had given it up after the kids were born. He had ten brothers and sisters. Loved family gatherings.
He looked like he had become a house husband. Yet, with Sherry's full support in doing so.
So what was the nucleus of this couples problems? Well due to an auto accident we would get our chance later this afternoon.
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As they arrived they were walking close but not touching. The door chimes told us they were here with ten minutes to spare. I enjoyed being the one that opened the door. I enjoyed looking at their demeanor as they approached the office.
She was in a three piece gray pin striped suit with two inch heels. Her hair had been cut rather short almost mannish in appearance. No makeup yet quite pretty.
No jewelry but a watch I noted that was a Rolex time piece.
