The choice really is yours. Trying to get him to open up, he guessed. “Huh?”
“What are you thinking right now?”
Dan felt his cheeks starting to get hot. “No need to be sorry, Danny sweety. Brooks’ strategy for about ten sessions now, a few months. Brooks raised her eyebrows slightly but remained silent. Talked like a dude. I’m going to treat you like the former until you convince me otherwise and guess what? The choice really is yours. Are you going to be a sissy or a man? “Right, uh, sorry Gwen.”
She laughed, hands clasped in front of her and positively beaming at him. “I’m really stacking the deck against you here, Danny, because I believe in you. Er, something she does.”
“What’s that, honey?”
“It’s really embarrassing…”
“Good. His dick pressed against her thigh and he backed his hips away reflexively. She stroked his hair with the other hand as he just looked up at her inscrutably. We’ve gone through all that and you don’t think you’re depressed so let me ask you: what’s troubling you? “Hug me.”
She was dressed similarly to last time, black skirt and a white blouse that was more open-throated than the other one, long-sleeved with shoulder cutouts, silky and so thin that it would be like touching her skin directly if he put his hands on her.
