Korinne walked into the brightly lit office. Some chairs lined the walls and at the far end there was a counter with a slight-looking blonde, polishing her nails. Korinne walked across the room, her hips swaying, contained in the short tight red skirt. Her long legs were accentuated by the fisnhet stockings ending just above the shadow of the miniskirt. Her blouse was slightly open, showing her ample cleavage. As she approached she brushed her long red hair from her face and took her shades off, looking down at the smaller blonde woman behind the counter. "I'm miss Carmichael. I have an appointment." Without looking up the blonde just waved a well-manicured hand towards a blue door. "Dr. Sikes is waiting for you. You can go in." Korinne looked at the blonde, but getting no reaction just turned and gripped the door-handle, feeling it colt to the touch. She turned it slowly and found herself in another office, a lot less brightly lit, and with three large couches, one in each close corner and one on the left wall. The right wall had a large screen on it, and at the far end there was a desk. Behind the desk was the therapist, Dr. Sikes, who had been recommended by a lot of her friends. Korinne cleared her throat slightly.
"Dr Sikes? I'm Korinne Carmichael. I have an appointment for 3 o'clock?" As Dr. Sikes looked up Korinne suddenly felt naked, as the therapist's eyes drilled into her.
"Yes of course miss Carmichael. Do come in. Have a seat." The doctor was tall, not overly muscular, but had piercing eyes that sort of defied getting defined by colour, a sort of greying blueish green, if that was possible. Korinne slowly walked in, the door slowly swinging closed behind her, as she took a seat in one of the corner-couches, crossing her long legs, correcting the skirt which had hiked up a few inches. Dr. Sikes got up behind the desk, a bit taller than her, with a pleasant smile, as he put some folders away and then walked over, extending his hand. Korinne took it and felt his hands cool to the touch. "So happy you came. I have reviewed your file, but I would like to get some things verified before we begin if that's ok with you?" Korinne just nodded. "You are here because you have sensed that your sexual expressions have changed since your breakup with your last boyfriend, is that right?"
Korinne was a bit shocked. She didn't expect the therapist to get to the point that quickly, and she squirmed a bit, trying to find the right words. She finally swallowed and looked down.
"That's right. Before I met Harry, my last boyfriend, I had a lot of fun club-hopping, sleeping around and playing teasing games with a few guys at work and such. But after Harry I just... didn't. I don't know why, but I just couldn't any more. It is just strange. The few guys I have hooked up since the breakup have been just poor one night stands, and they never call back. Before Harry I had guys hanging around all the time, but now I seem to scare them off." The therapist was just nodding, listening, and watching her.
"I see. So the experiences with your former boyfriend... Harry? was it? has changed you in a way you now do not fully understand, is that correct?" His eyes were fixed on her, and even though she didn't look up, she felt it through her skin, her clothes, watching her in a way that few men ever had.
"Yeah, I just don't get it, and I am having trouble remembering what happens after those nights as well, and even more trouble remembering the ... way Harry and I had... well you know..." She tried to smile, but it was lost somehow, and she just kept watching her hands in her lap. She hadn't thought she was going to feel this uncomfortable talking about sex. She loved sex, she had always loved sex, and she was really good at it too, or at least she had been. She just wasn't sure anymore.
"What we are going to do is to explore your subconscious through hypno-therapy, and see if we cannot unlock whatever unfortunate knot that has been created in your mind since the relationship with Harry. Do you understand?"
Korinne looked up and managed to press out a smile "You're not going to do anything else then? I have heard of hypno-therapy going wrong, and people taking advantage of dazed patients." A slight tingle went through her as she said this. Why had she? Korinne didn't really know. Maybe it was part of the way he looked at her.
"No of course not. This is just about your healing, and I am a professional, not some cheap con-artist." His voice was calm as he took out a coin on a string. "Now what I want you to do is to sit back, relax, and watch the coin. Just watch the coin." His voice was growing deeper, lower, and even more smooth, and Korinne felt herself sinking back into the couch, watching the small spinning glittering coin as it swung back and forth on its string.
Slowly she felt herself getting heavy, her eyelids dropping as the voice of Dr. Sikes slowly droned on, but she was unable to hear it anymore. Her eyes followed the swinging coin, slowly spinning and reflecting the light slowly, over and over, until she felt herself slip away, and her body going quite limp in the couch.
Dr. Sikes snatched the coin up and watched the luscious form of Korinne Carmichael sitting sleeping in the couch. He let his eyes wander up and down her form, licking his lips as he opened his shirt. "Korinne? Can you hear me?"
