Afterawhile, I dozed off.I woke up when Carolyn turned on the hair dryer. I was surprised tofind another technician working on my nails. They were s...ill short, butshaped very smoothly and were very shiny. Even more surprising, therewere curlers in my hair! I wasn't sure what she was up to, but it wastoo late to stop now. After a few minutes of drying, Carolyn brushedout my hair. It felt funny on my head. Light and fluffy, it tickled mycheeks in a way it never had before. Carolyn brushed. The whole sharing is caring thing didn't work for me. Of course to protect myself when things went bad and we ended up in court, I would need evidence. Even as we lay there, she wiggled against me trying to interest me in what she had to offer. I on the other hand began planning my exit strategy.I needed a good lawyer. I had no idea where to find anyone who handled that kind of thing. I also didn't really feel comfortable discussing my failure with anyone I knew.When it all came down to it that. He agrees, and we go to my place. I do silent thanks that I had cleaned up the day before. When we head up to my second floor flat, it opens to my large open living room. It only takes him long enough for the door to click shut before he pulls me into his arms. Our lips meet, and that spark I felt two days ago is brighter than ever. I let out a soft moan, he kisses me deep. His hands are moving to remove my sweater, lifting it up over my head. He removes his pull over just as quickly, along. “Different because it focuses on you. But, like the other meeting, the more honest and open you are, the better I’ll be able to help you. Do you understand?”“Yes,” I said, nodding.“Why are you here?”“I’m scared of how I’m feeling. I’m upset because of Birgit. I’m upset because I wrecked three relationships. I’m having nightmares. I’m afraid to love anyone because I seem to always hurt them. I lost my temper badly with my mom. I’m having trouble sleeping.”“That’s a lot of things. Do you know.