Nordlys: The Northern Lights Orgy Club

45

"This energy is so sticky" Jen gripes at me.

"I know! Right?" I complain.

"Hold still!" she commands, and I sit up straighter, making an effort to remain immobile.

I stare at the wall while she waves her hands over my head, again and again, in a circular pattern. I close my eyes, and concentrate on feeling the energy flow.

Usually when Jen performs Reiki on me, I can feel the energy coming out of her hands, like a breezy tingling. She holds her hands steady in a specific pose to activate that chakra point, and then her fingers will comb through my auric field to pluck out negative energy that has attached itself to me.

Today, however, I can't feel her energy. I know she is releasing it, but it is being rebuffed by this other energy that is attached to me, which is thick and sticky, like honey. I discovered it myself this morning, while doing a routine cleansing. It's not dark, it's not negative, but it's not MINE, and therefore it needs to go. I was not able to remove it, so I came to Jen.

"It only goes down to here, but, like... it's spreading. Slowly, like... ooze" Jen ponders aloud, touching my back lightly at my waist. "I think it would have spread to your entire chakra system if you hadn't caught it. Where did you get this?" she demands to know.

"I just noticed it today. I cleanse fairly often, but I haven't really had time since Saturday" I answer.

"It's Wednesday" Jen comments, blinking acerbically.

"Yes" I purse my lips, and look down awkwardly.

"You should cleanse every day" she scolds.

"I was too busy" I shrug apologetically.

"Busy doing what?" she queries.

"Fucking!" I answer cheekily, and surprised laughter erupts from her.

"Well, then" she responds with sarcasm.

She goes back to moving her hands over my body, and I stare at the wall again. This chair is getting uncomfortable between my legs as I straddle it, but it's nice to be able to lean my arms over the back.

Jen lets out an aggravated sigh. "This is NOT working!" she complains through gritted teeth.

"What do we do?" I ask, mildly alarmed.

"Sauna?" Jen suggests.

"I'm still in the First Trimester" I counter glumly.

"Oh, right" she responds with a frown.

"Egg cleanse?" I propose.

"Maybe... I don't know if that's strong enough" Jen hedges.

"Won't hurt to try" I shrug.

We go through a half dozen eggs before we give up on that, the eggs barely make a dent. It feels like a massive weight on top of my head is pressing me down, and I can't think clearly.

"Go take a nap" Jen orders, and I have to admit I am grateful for the respite. The last few days have been very tiring.

When I wake up, I push aside a cat laying on my hair, and then go in search of Jen. I find her inside a circle of salt on the kitchen floor, the table has been pushed out of the room to make space, and there are several pillar candles alight in glass cylinders on the counter.

"Whatcha doing?" I ask curiously.

"We need a more serious working" Jen informs me, her face determined.

She concentrates on pouring from a glass bottle into a large metal bowl on the floor, then caps it and puts it aside in the counter before reaching for a box of large matches. She lights one, and then tosses it into the bowl, and it erupts into flame.