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"Ms. Veter, our time has come to an end. Our next session will begin next Wednesday at 7 a.m." "Thank you, I feel so much better." "Anytime. See you next week." I said, walking my patient towards the door. "MOLLY, CAN YOU SEND UP THE NEXT PATIENT!" I screamed downstairs towards my new intern. Since Penelope and Derrick are on their honeymoon to Vegas, I hired Molly as an intern to work with me for the next week, and if she liked it, then maybe I would find a permanent spot for her in this industry.

I got back into my bean bag chair and began to wait on my next patient. Pretty soon, a knock came at my door, and when I said to come in, Sally walked through the door with a black blouse on and a white skirt that stopped a little before her knees.

"Sally, I wasn't expecting you. Have a seat. " Sally's face looked full of disappointment and sadness. Her eyes were puffy and red. She had been crying for what appeared to be non-stop. Sally sat down in the lounge chair, never once making eye contact with me. "What's going on?" I asked. "I'm sorry. You were right, I'm not ready. I'm sorry for getting mad, I'm sorry for rushing, and I'm sorry that I chose you. I don't even know if you want me, I just assumed, and you might think I'm a fool now for rushing and getting mad. I'm sorry if I disappointed you. "

If I didn't see tears falling down her face, I would have thought she was joking. How could I not want her? She was beautiful, smart, funny, and made me laugh. I removed myself from my chair to sit right beside her on the lounge chair. I took a deep breath before placing my hand on her thigh. I saw her take in and release a deep breath of air, but that was it. No shaking or uncontrollable breathing.

"Sally, look at me." Sally's sad eyes soon met with mine. "I want you. I wanted you ever since I laid eyes on you. I want to be able to have sex with you, but what I don't want is for you to regret it. We still have some more things we have to do before we can accomplish that. " "Like what?" "Like how your body responds to this." I said, slipping my hand under her dress and towards the edge of her panties. Sally's eyes were now awake. She wasn't shivering, shaking, or scared. She was full of surprises. I pulled her panties down and stuck one finger inside her, circling around, then another. Sally tried to close her legs due to how wet she was becoming, but I opened them back up. "Zayden." "Yes." I said, leaning down to kiss her neck. "Fuck." I lay on top of her with her legs outside of mine. I took my fingers off of her and went to pull off her shirt, leaving her in a lace bra. 

"Damn Sally." I began kissing down towards her breasts and down towards her stomach. Sally's face lit up. She yanked me down to where our lips were intertwining together. As we were kissing more passionately, I took my right hand and slipped in under her back, unclipping the bra. As I was trying to take off the bra, Sally's grip suddenly became strong and stopped me from doing so. When I looked down into her eyes, they were not full of sorrow and regret. I looked down towards her chest and saw burned spots that only a cigarette could do. Fucking bitch. "Sally, you are beautiful with or without these scars." I gently removed Sally's hand and began kissing each burnt spot. "Sexy even." A smile appeared on Sally's face, which made me happy.

I wrapped both of my hands around Sally's back and sat us both up on the chair with her legs wrapped around mine. Sally began to unbutton my shirt, leaving my tattoos all exposed. "Your tattoos look sexy as hell." Sally stated while pulling me closer to her to kiss her. This woman was everything I needed, and I can't wait till I can give her everything I can.

"Mr. Woods. Your Elven O'clock appointment is here. Shall I send them up?" Molly asked over the office phone. "Guess, we have to do this another time." "Ughhh" I went towards the phone to reply back to Molly.

"Give me ten minutes, let me finish up." "Yes, sir." I hung up the phone and went back to Sally. "If you want to come over tonight, you're always welcome." I stated. "I might make an appearance." I leaned down to kiss Sally, but she pushed me away and put her bra and shirt back on, leaving her hair a wicked mess. "I don't think your next client will appreciate you shirtless." "Fuck what they appreciate." Sally walked over towards me and gave me a peck on the cheek. "Get dressed." "Fine." I threw my button-down shirt back on and went towards my desk to pull out a brush.