The mouse had given her two more appointments silently. Tania had thought she wouldn't be able to wait. The first day she drove her car and stopped near by the practice's door. She had to see him. But after a couple of minutes there she felt bad, as if she was betraying his trust. She drove away. She tried to swim more, exhaust herself. She jogged too. In the evenings she dropped into bed like a tired robot. She had feverish confusing dreams, one of a stallion penetrating her on a hay stack, one of herself blowing on a flower that slowly opened, one of a tower bending to the side and standing tall normal again.
Every day she looked at the book Dr Matgeno had given her. Several times per day. The pictures were exquisite, of such simplicity but so mesmerizing that she spent minutes looking at each one. Different parts of naked bodies were depicted, from very close up; sometimes you did not understand what part it was for a while, or even had to look up the name of the picture to know. There were also photos of reproductive organs in it, but the effect they produced was not pornographic or voyeuristic, but rather tender and dreamlike. Tania was fascinated. She loved how Dr Matgeno apparently knew what music and photos would mesmerize her. Was that a connection between them, a kind of invisible thread? Was it just coincidence, or was she letting herself be influenced by the sexual desire and play? He could have given her a Pippi Longstocking book and she'd have been riveted.
Tania decided to open up to Lucille. They were meeting in a cozy coffee place they went to every month or so, it was a good place to talk without being heard by people around, it was calm and lights were low and inviting. Tania was not nervous about telling Lucille. She was her best friend and nothing scandalized her anyway. "So, I have something to tell you. Maybe you can tell me what you think about it. But I'm not really in doubt of what I'm doing." Lucille frowned, "You're scaring me. What are you talking about? It sounds as if you were going to change your gender or something." "No, it's not that bad, but almost." They laughed. "I'm having an affair. Well. Not fully. Not yet. I'm having something. Yes." "Aha! It's the chiropractor! I knew it! What did you do? He do?" "He kissed me. He touched me!! I cannot wait for Wednesday!", she almost shouted. Tania explained the scene to Lucille, described the touching, the way Dr Matgeno had let her go after giving her the book. Lucille was a bit more taken than Tania would have thought. "You're really going to go all the way on Wednesday? If that's what happens?" "Yes. I won't even think about not doing it. It's something in my...I don't know. In my blood, or flesh, or something. I haven't even considered not seeing him again." Lucille's eyes made Tania wonder and go on thinking out loud. "It's true, why haven't I thought about Fred in all this? But somehow it's like Fred is not part of this at all. Of this situation. He's so happy, and we're so happy together. But this is something else. It's as if...not sure. As if I was hungry and I ate a bite on my own, without Fred. Why would it have to bother him or even interest him?" Lucille was not convinced. "But Dr Matgeno isn't some sandwich or salad, Tania. You're having an affair. Shouldn't that interest Fred" "I don't know. I really can't think about that right now. I'm sure he'd understand. It's difficult to explain." "Ok... Just don't forget that you have a beautiful marriage. For years you've had it. That's worth something." "I know, I really do. I will never put that in danger. I'm with Fred. I need some time to figure out how this will all work." They went on talking for a long while before they left. The talk had brought things in order inside Tania's head that she did not know had been in need of ordering.
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Pleasure Practice 1 - The Chiropractor
RomanceA strong woman changes when she experiences the pull of a true physical relationship.