I had therapy for my shoulder, for that troubled shoulder.
I was ready for it so after the treadmill, I got into the therapy room. "How do I need to lay?" "Sit for now" I was sitting on the table, I was sitting close to him so he could put the electrodes on me and wrap me up with the bandages. He was checking for the pain so he approximately knew where to put them and so he was wrapping me. As he wrapped a little bit that one shoulder, he needed to go to the other one to tight it so he asked me to move my hair. With my free arm, I moved my hair on the side. While he was doing that he was so close to me, I was a little bit uncomfortable but also it felt good. For so long I wanted to be in his arms and practically I was for a little bit. His arms were all around me and I didn't know how, where to move, I was a bit confused so I moved my head a little bit and then it happened. You know that scene in the movies when a guy leans to kiss a girl, how he gets close to her, how his lips get close to hers, well that happened to me and I oh so wanted to kiss him but I just couldn't. I wanted so badly, to grab him and pull him to me, I would kiss him gently and slowly just so he can feel my lips. Right there I felt something, he can't deny that he hasn't. We were that close and you can't just not feeling it, I know that he did. He pulled away and left me with music and lights. Oh, he was so close. I want him, I want him badly but what can I do? Nothing. Later after the therapy, he said that I need to do it again, I don't mind having it again.
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