Leo then left the room and I stayed sitting on the side of the bed holding Amy's hand and talking to her about where I live and how far I had to trave... to get home at that late hour of the night.My second encounter with Leo and Amy occurred two weeks after the first one. Leo rang me at work to organise a meeting for that night. The thought of fucking Amy again left me with a hard on. I couldn't wait to head to their home. When I arrived, Amy was waiting in the bedroom while Leo and I sat down. ‘You said…you said you probably thought of it that way because…ohhhh…’ A surge of heat built between her thighs as the memory burst into her mind, a pleasure that ached to become something more. ‘Because you’re a hypnotist…’ ‘That’s right, Mindy,’ Grant responded. She felt him shift a little, his erection brushing up against her thigh, and she realized that she’d closed her eyes at some point and she couldn’t remember when. She also didn’t remember when she’d started pinching her nipples. ‘You. ..” Let me say, I’m heard many sad tales in my career. Sometimes you can tell it’s just a sob-story. At others, like Clara’s, you can tell that deep distress is involved.“Can I have a hug?”“Absolutely!” I moved round to sit next to her, wrapped an arm round and held her to me. These days, physical contact by a mental health professional with a client is fraught with danger which is sad, because a hug is a powerful healer. I was no longer in a professional setting, but still I was in a. She didn’t look very pregnant but her belly seemed a bit inflatedMr. M. started talking. “This is not a usual pregnant victim as her baby was delivered by post mortem C-Section. That scar you see there was the C-Section opening. She died at a poolside barbeque when she tripped and fell, impaling her belly on a metal skewer her friend was holding up. Fortunately her baby was not hurt. She however suffered severe internal injury with a punctured liver and spleen. She bled to death on the way to.