I trulyhope you all enjoy. ~Rebecca************************************************************************Chapter 8The ride home was quiet, Mom was o...viously concerned about me. Dr.Byrnes had called her in after I lost it and she had stayed with me therest of the session just in case it happened again. Thankfully I wasable to hold it together for the rest of the session. Of course, withhim witnessing my meltdown my sessions got increased to twice a monthinstead of once a month. He did try to. She cries out and then slumps exhausted back onto the mattress. I look at her with a kind of contempt and speculate that this is as good as her pathetic little life gets – she is an ageing single mother on benefits living in a shit hole she can’t afford to repair and the only fellow – who had convinced her that ‘beauty is only skin deep’ but maybe not himself – betrayed her with a gold digger who subsequently took him for his savings. I guess I’m no better: a sad middle aged bastard in a run. Trish welcomed us in and escorted us to our bedroom. A small room with 2beds. She said make yourself comfortable, john will be right in. Whenhe walked in moments later, he had a contract in hand and told me tokneel and sign it. I read it briefly, something about giving my physicalbeing to him and his wife, complete, sexually and other.I looked at my wife, asked her if she was sure about this and she justsmiled. I signed the contract and with that he took me to another room.He told me to. I begin breathing very heavily and letting out little tiny moans every now and then. I know I will come soon. “You’re a very naughty girl,” you say into my ear, “You should have handed your homework in on time. You need punishment, don’t you?” “What? Oh, yes, yes I do...?” I’m nervous of what might happen next, but I can still feel your finger banging my G-Spot with everything you’ve got, and I’m breathless, so I don’t care. “Turn over, then.” You remove your finger, and I’m immediately.