I was happy to see him go. If he had asked I would have helped him come up with an excuse.After he left, Becky came in and closed the door behind her ...nd said, "Mrs. Hall, can I say something?"I was afraid she was going to complain about the way I had begun to dress now and I was nervous. I nodded and she said, "I just wanted to say that I think you look beautiful. I love the way you dress now. I wish I had the nerve to wear those things. I went without a bra today and thought I was going wild.. The he traced back with his tongue, over my neck to my chin, gently bit on it then kissed my lips again, deeper this time. I slowly lifted my hands and I noticed he paid attention to them, probably being careful because I might have just grabbed something from the table beside my bed and hit him on the head. But instead, I wrapped my arms around his neck and spread my legs a bit. He moved down to kiss my chest again, and then he directed his lips to my right boob. As he kissed around my areola. And you'd done it. You don't know how, but you had.Once you'd figured out how it worked, or at least when it worked, all you had left to do was figure out how to get to that state of mental certainty. And that's where the meditation came in. That same discipline you had used to create a fit, muscular body, to get a job and keep it, to stay up late night after night studying eastern religion and western psychology, could be turned to honing that state of mind. It wasn't perfect yet, you still. ” She sniffed. “Look, I’ll show you.” Gently, I turned Mom around. When she was facing me, her head lowered, I started with my hands on her shoulders as I had with Mrs. J the day before. “See,” I soothed as I ran my palms down the outside of her arms, “there’s nothing to it.”Mom was wearing a blouse and stretchy pants similar to the outfit Mrs. J had been wearing when I demonstrated the pat-down to their group. Quickly, I pushed my hands up the inside of her arms and then down her sides,.