‘Your desired outcome is to take pleasure from anal sex, and be rid of the anxiety you experienced in the past. Only you can make this work, so you ...ave to want this, to want me to help you.’ It was humiliating to talk about it, but it was a bit of a relief as well. He didn’t seem fazed by my admission, and I felt somewhat soothed by his calm, professional demeanor. ‘Do you want me to help you, Denise? Will you trust me to help you learn to enjoy, and even desire anal sex?’ I nodded, and he had. He needs you to be strong and positive. You’re the one everyone turns to in times like this. Shake this off and think about helping that guy any way you can.’ ‘Thanks, Jordan. Thanks Kate, and especially you, Mom,’ responded Gwen as she wiped more tears from her face and gathered her poise. ‘I got a little weak there, but I’m feeling better now. Steve wouldn’t want me moping around and he’d especially not want me crying. God, I love that man!’ Steve had increased his vigilance since finding the. Just a little way down the hall I remembered that I'd just gotten a cell phone that afternoon and that Wanda didn't have the number. I turned and went back to the apartment to give the number to her roommates so they could give it to her. The contractor had really skimped on building materials, the walls were almost as thin as tissue paper, and just as I was getting ready to knock on the door again I heard Mary say to Joyce:"Do you think the poor schmuck knows that his bride to be is down by. "I sat there staring at him waiting for an answer.He swallowed hard a few times then looked at me saying " I have a room in this hotel if you would like to."I said " yes I think I would."We left the bar and arrived at his room. When I was in the room he came right to me and began kissing me. He was very passionate kissing me softly and with purpose. The kissing went on too long so the first time he touched my ass I put my hand on his package. He was already expanding through the pants. I.