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Despite being married for
several years, and loving her husband with all her heart, Sophia is
looking for something more—the Big O. But her deep-seated shyness has made
that search all but impossible.
Can Dr. Marianne Haley show
the inhibited Sophia the way to bliss? Can she guide Sophia to take what
she needs, to both her and her husband's pleasure?
Marianne flipped through Sophia's file. She had
only a few moments before the session and she wanted to make doubly sure
she had everything covered. This was a pivotal session, and didn't want to
risk missing a thing.
The bells hanging over the front door jangled,
and Marianne knew Sophia was there. She pushed herself away from her desk
and went into the waiting room. Sophia sat on one of the chairs off to the
side, looking uncomfortable. She was dressed in a floral print sundress
and sandals. Her hands were folded neatly on her lap a tissue twisted into
Marianne took in the cut of the woman's dress. A
low neckline revealed Sophia's lightly freckled chest, the hemline
stopping just above the knees and showed off her shapely calves. Her
blonde hair framed her soft features, coming to rest gently on her
shoulders. She wore a light base of makeup, just enough to accentuate her
luminous blue eyes and full lips. All signs of a woman showing comfort
with her body.
Marianne wondered if these were the first signs
of things changing within the woman. "Hi, Sophia. Ready to go on back?"
The woman nodded and got to her feet. Her toes
were turned in as if she were pigeon-toed—another sign of her nerves.
Looking up to Sophia's face, she caught the
woman darting her attention away nervously. Was she still not ready to
have her boundaries tested? Maybe more time was needed to help guide
Sophia to the place where she was comfortable with her sexuality.
The purse hanging off Sophia's right shoulder
caught Marianne’s attention, the top of her booklet sticking out the top,
just as it was when she left at the end of the last session. She hoped the
woman had at least read the first chapter.
Marianne opened the door and motioned Sophia in.
Marianne looked up for a brief moment. Their gazes met. Sophia's had the
same doe-eyed look of innocence Marianne had seen the week before when the
woman thumbed through the booklet. However, this time there was something
different. Her eyes seemed darker with a hint of hunger in her look.
Taking the look as a tiny signal, she followed
Sophia and thought she noticed a bit more sway in the woman's hips.
Marianne took her usual seat in the chair across from the couch and waited
for Sophia to settle in. She watched closely, looking for evidence of
Sophia's comfort level, but saw nothing.
Sophia hesitated, her eyes on the door to the
Suite. Marianne remembered telling Sophia what was beyond the door in an
earlier session and that eventually she would see that room when she was
Marianne said, "Sophia, when you’re ready, all
you have to do is go through that door."
Sophia looked at Marianne, then at the door. For
a moment it seemed as if the woman would go to the door, but she simply
sighed and sat down on the sofa. Sophia relaxed, the hem of her dress
rising high on her thighs, revealing her creamy flesh, but she pressed her
knees together and placed her hands in her lap. This woman was a web of
contradictions. At once revealing more skin, but sitting in a closed
Marianne sat quietly, letting Sophia be the
first to speak. She seldom did this with shy clients. Openly talking about
sex wasn't something most people did freely, even less so for the shy. She
wanted to test Sophia and see if she could overcome her uneasiness and
begin the session.
Sophia fidgeted, twisting the tissue into an
even tighter braid. She still didn't speak. She didn't even look up to
Marianne. For all Marianne knew, the whole session could go on like this,
but Marianne wasn't going to rescue her though. Sophia had to make first
Marianne decided that the woman needed another
week before a real challenge could be presented. If she pushed her too
fast, Sophia could revert to an even more reserved and withdrawn version
of herself. If that happened, the months of painstaking progress would be
lost. She might even lose Sophia as a client.
Sophia whispered, "I did more than just read the
first chapter and answer the questions at the end."
Caught off guard, Marianne grasped at her
client’s words and asked, "Did it help?"
Sophia shrugged and stopped twisting the tissue.
She stared at the floor for a moment as if she were about to answer, but
something stopped her.
Marianne decided to count the single sentence as
a victory, even as minor as it was. She pressed on. "What did you mean by
you did more?"
Sophia shot her gaze up to Marianne, her look
tentative, like that of a guilty child still unsure if they'd been caught.
Marianne didn't need to hear her answer. "It's okay," Marianne said.
"B-but you're a woman," Sophia said.
"So? That doesn't mean anything."
She looked up to Marianne as if searching for a
"It means you have a healthy appetite and have
been hiding it for so long, you have managed to hide it even from
Sexual Healing: Too Shy
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