I kissed her cheeks and then continued onto the nape of her neck. I had already seen too many blue films to know how to turn a woman on. My girlfriend...had also helped me in that matter. I trailed down her neck and onto those lovely mounds and I could feel her hands on the back of my head pushing me down onto them. I knew she was getting aroused. I stood back and kissing her once more on the lips I began to take her shirt off her. She seemed to object. So I said, “Mother I just want to have a. Oh God, what have I done?’ the alarm in Amanda’s tone of voice rising as the consequences of her actions began to sink in. ‘I threw away the best thing that ever happened to me!’ the voice trailed off once again, giving way to loud choking sobs. *Beep* ‘Someone up there must hate me,’ she mumbled to herself as she walked out of the bathroom, and back into her tastefully decorated master bedroom, ‘as if this day hasn’t been long enough and now I have to deal with the overemotional psycho.’. I knocked on the door and waited a few seconds to let the patient know I was coming. I adjusted my short white dress to make sure that everything was covered and walked in. I looked up from my chart and introduced myself as Miss Amy. Before me, sitting on the table, was a tall young man in tight dark jeans and a blue flannel shirt. His hair was a light brown and long enough so that the front just grazed his sleepy hazelnut eyes. I have had many attractive patients before, but for some reason. Marris talked to me about it. He doesn't blame you. If he blames anyone, it's himself."Bessa looked at Amanda, her cheeks shining. "Yew sure? I don't want ... I don't want 'im 'ating me." He doesn't. He wishes he had listened to you earlier. Bessa, could you tell me something? Why does Master Norlan want me tonight?" I don't know. An' I don't know 'ow I'm s'posed t' prepare yew!"Amanda heard the panic in Bessa's voice again. "You didn't get any directions?"Bessa shook her head. "'alno said yew.