Visitation
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“Well, Pamela, do you remember any of your dreams?”
“Remember them? I can’t forget them.”
[5 min. 36 sec]
“Can you tell me one?”
“They’re all the same. I’m lying in bed with my nightie pulled up. Strange men are looking at me.”
“We’re almost out of time. We’ll talk about this next week.”
“On our last visit, you were telling me about your dreams.”
“Not really. I mean that I told you about the men looking at me. What I didn’t tell you is that I’m playing with myself.”
“You’re masturbating in the dream? And men are watching you?”
“Yes. And I can’t stop.”
“Well, these men. Are they merely an audience that you have made up of generic men? Are they people you recognize? Either in real life -- teachers or salespeople -- or actors in movies or TV?”
“What does this have to do with my eating anyway?”
“To eat more than you need and then vomit it out is contrary to the best nutritional advice. You knew this when you met me, didn’t you?”
“Well, duh?”
“So, if you do that when you know better, there must be a reason. I’d guess that the reason is something that concerns you.”
“It doesn’t have to be this.”
“No it doesn’t. But, usually, our dreams reflect what concerns us. You have this dream; it probably deals with something which concerns you.”
“Maybe the binge-purge is about something else.”
“Maybe. More likely, it’s how you -- subconscious you -- deal with any number of concerns. I’ve read fiction in which the client suddenly sees something. He’s instantly cured. I’ve never seen that in my practice; I’ve never read it in the psychiatric journals. I suspect it only happens in bad fiction.”
“Can we talk about something else?”
“Sure we can. If it’s something which concerns you less, though, it is less likely to be the cause of your problem.”
“I can’t talk about it.”
“What do you worry about when you’re in school?...”
“Have you had the dream again since your last visit?”
“Yes. Two, no three, times.”
“You know, you talk as if this dream bothers you. Even if it’s not connected to the binge-purge, talking it out might lay it to rest.”
“You really won’t let go, will you? The men are perfect strangers.”
“Are they looking on in disapproval? Getting a peek at a girl acting sexy? Just looking in your direction without expressing anything?”
“They are shocked.”
“You say ‘men.’ Are they all males?’
“Yes. They are all men.”
“You say that you don’t know them in real life. They are your dream creations; you might know a great deal about them even if they are not based on anyone in particular. Do you know what sort of men they are?”
“They are wearing business suits. Look, Dr. Barnes, this is as far as I can go.”
“Very well. Have your parents been pushing you in a way that you consider unreasonable recently?...”
“We were talking about your dream on our last visit.”
“Yes.”
“I should have asked you this earlier. Has anything like this happened to you in real life? Not the audience of strange men, but have you ever been caught masturbating?”
“Dr. Barnes!”
“That would cast the dream in an entirely different light. And that was neither a ‘yes’ nor a ‘no.’”
“I don’t play with myself.”
“Except when you are dreaming.”
“Well, yes.”
“And you say that you can’t stop. Does that mean that you reach a climax in the dream?”
“No. I just go on and on.”
“You say you have your nightie pulled up. I presume the sheet is put aside.”
“You know, I never asked what happened to the sheet -- and blanket in the winter.”
“Dreams involve what is important to the dream. Is your room not there, either?”
“I guess. The men aren’t standing on the dresser or anything.”
“And you share the men’s disapproval? I’m guessing from the way you expressed that you didn’t masturbate.”
“I’m a good girl. I’m not crazy for all I’m seeing you.”
“You’re not crazy. Craziness doesn’t have anything to do with masturbation in most cases. You don’t think that masturbation leads to insanity, do you?”
“No. Does it?”
“No, I didn’t think you thought so. It was a popular idea long ago, but before my time -- let alone yours. The other point is that lots of good girls masturbate.”
“You think I should?”
“I don’t mean that you should or that you shouldn’t. ‘Should’ isn’t my job. My profession avoids the ‘shoulds.’”
“You said I shouldn’t eat too much.”
“Yes. As an example. The idea is that you make your decisions. My job is to help you see the options before you and to help you see the decisions you have already made.”
“You sounded like you were suggesting it.”
“That’s because you have made a moral judgment that I haven’t made. I also haven’t made the opposite moral judgment.”
“You think it is all right.”
“Sort of ‘yes.’ I think it is a decision that many women make for positive reasons. They want sexual pleasure. For one of many reasons, they don’t want a sexual relationship at that particular moment.”
“Like what reasons?”
“We’re getting off the point. You’re talking about others rather than talking about Pamela. But I’ll go along this byway for now. Some women are in a relationship which can’t be sexual at the time; their chosen man is out of town, for example. Others are waiting for better choices than are available at the current time. Are you in a sexual relationship?”
“Certainly not.”
“While I avoid ‘shoulds,’ I do think that is the wisest course at your age.”
“I won’t ever.”
“Have you decided to never get married?”
“That’s not what you mean.”
“That’s part of what I mean. A marriage is usually a sexual relationship. Some of the women who don’t want to be in a sexual relationship right now are engaged. They don’t want to participate in intercourse until after their wedding.”
“And you think?”
“That this is their decision. Theirs and the grooms’, of course. I don’t get a vote. I don’t get a vote on your behavior, either; but, as I said, I think that a girl your age is wise to delay intercourse. The results are seldom positive.”
“But you don’t say it is immoral.”
“Never say ‘never.’ Many high-school girls having intercourse are being exploited by the boy. Almost all of the rest are in a relationship in which both are acting destructively. Can there be sexual relationships before high-school graduation which are healthy? Certainly. The problem is that every high-schooler in a sexual relationship -- every one in a romantic relationship, for that matter -- thinks that they are the exceptions. Almost none of them are. But we’ve wandered far into the general, and this time it’s my fault.”
“You don’t think kids are very smart, do you?”
“‘Smart’ has nothing to do with it. Having destructive relationships has nothing to do with IQ. For that matter, it has nothing to do with age. I’ve seen couples in their fifties locked together in mutually destructive relationships. Experience has a little to do with it. Sometimes, people say: ‘I’ve felt like this before.’ Sometimes they say: ‘I’ve known other people like that.’ Society has a lot to do with it, too. I don’t think marriages were less successful when the average groom was 16 than they are when the average groom is 26, but 16-year-olds could get a decent job in those days. Today, a couple as young as 16 are heading for trouble. Anyway, you are smart; does it help you?”
“Not very much. It just lays more demands on me. But that is school-smart; it isn’t smart.”
“Maybe. That is something to talk about on our next visit.”
“Have you had the dream in the past week?”
“Yes. Aren’t we going to talk about being smart?”
“You are an intelligent girl. That helps you a great deal in understanding books. It can help you to understand yourself, but you have to work at it.”
“It doesn’t help others understand me.”
“No. What we are seldom helps how others behave. What we can handle is how we behave.”
“I don’t see how understanding myself will help with how my teachers treat me.”
“Maybe not. It does help with how you treat yourself. And, after all, your English teacher has you in her power for five hours a week; she’s worrying about a score of other students in that time. You are inside your skin 168 hours a week and pay attention to yourself most for almost every one of those hours. Besides, if you understand yourself, you may start understanding the behaviors that the teachers respond to.”
“So you think it’s all my fault.”
“Not at all. I think that you can control Pamela. You can change how Pamela acts. When you see others reacting to you, you can decide whether to change the way you act to change that. But, anyway, the problems you’ve laid out to me don’t concern those others directly. Your parents and your teachers aren’t stuffing your mouth; they aren’t sticking their fingers down your throat. They don’t make you have that dream.”
“I can’t change having that dream! I’ve tried.”
“Maybe you can’t. Maybe you can. What methods have you tried?”
“I’ve told myself not to. I’ve tried to keep awake. I’ve prayed. I even tried to keep the light on.”
“The last is an interesting point. But having tried some things doesn’t mean that there are no things that could work.”
“I’ve tried everything I can think of. What else is there?”
“Good question. Let me get a little clearer on the dream. You mentioned that you normally sleep with the light off.”
“Well, duh?”
“In the dream, the watching men are shocked. That implies that they can see you.”
“I suppose. I don’t know where the light comes from.”
“On the other hand, you’re in your bed -- both in reality and in the dream. What other parts of the dream agree with reality? The sheet, as you’ve said, is not there?”
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2. The Girl In The Tartan The smoke corner was a simple cabin with an ashtray mounted in the middle and an airvent in the roof. Office-myth had it that as many as two people could fit into it. But Gabriel, being an expert smoker, knew the truth.The truth was that two people could fit inside if they were either willing to have cigarettes pushed in their eye, or if they were willing to become very intimate. And there certainly were cases where Gabriel wouldn’t have minded a bit of intimacy and...
Altered Fates: Dennis (I know, its not the greatest name, but it works) By Morpheus ([email protected]) Walking home from work, I happened to look down, and saw a small brass colored medallion sitting in the gutter. Curiously, I pulled it out and held it up examining it. When I'd seen it, I'd hoped that it might be worth something, but as I looked at it, I realized that it was only a cheap piece of costume jewelry. Probably for kids or something. I noticed that there was a...
After 8 years in Nevada and my life being in total disarray I said FUCK IT and headed south. I had lost track of Linda and Bonnie..still married to TJ and wondering at 51 years old what to do.. I ended up at the beach in Mexico where I had lots of history working in and around the Shrimp Fleet and lots of partying. I had a very good friend who owned a ship yard and was the Don Juan of the town. He had three kids all from different women and could party with the best of them. We, Leo...
Melinda was quite chipper the next morning, barely saying a word of contention to Heather. In fact, her only reaction to her older sister's usual jibes and teases was an increasingly smug smile. After Melinda had dressed and was heading out the door, Heather came up from behind her and laid her hand on the edge of the door, pushing it back closed. "What?" Melinda demanded, looking up at her older sister impatiently. "What are you up to?" Heather said, narrowing her eyes. Melinda...
That Friday night, as we were fucking like rabbits in our marital bed, Victor came inside of my hungry cunt with an unusual strength.We both fell exhausted on the bed.My husband then surprised me, saying he would love to watch me trying a black cock. I told him I had been chatting with a black man during several months; but we had never met in person.Victor then asked if I could invite him to meet…The black guy was called Trevor.He had sent me some pictures, showing a huge handsome dark skin...
Hi Friends, myself Rajkumar From Vadodara with average height but my tool can satisfy any lady. Any females from Vadodara and nearer can drop mail on Assuring full satisfaction you will get. This is My first story on ISS and mix up of Hindi and English.. Any mistake please ignore and enjoy the story. This is the real story which happened 3 years back.. Myself Rajkumar and staying in Vadodara since 20 years. In my 30 years life i had at least 10/12 encounters leads to sex. Still when i got...
Christmas and New Years were fairly quiet. We had a nice Christmas tree and several quiet romantic dinners, since we were off from school and didn't have school-work to worry about. Mom came by with both Mike and Ike. Yes, she definitely had that well-fucked, contented look that Astrid had mentioned to us previously. They all came in the same vehicle, and Mom was very playful with both of them while they were here. She would rub up against them, and I saw her grab each of their cocks...
Send any comments or suggestions to [email protected] Detective's Blues: Chapter One By Joeshmoe547 Has it been a year already? It seems like only yesterday that I was Bill Richmond, a well-known private investigator in the Washington DC area. My customers where politicians, blue bloods and the well heeled. Today, I'm... well, let me start from the beginning. I was born in the sprawling suburbs of Northern Virginia across the river from the US capitol. My parents were...
Part 1 Cecilia held Marianne's breast in her hands like a freshly picked mango. She smiled lovingly as she looked into her friend's eye, her eyebrows slightly raised. Her mammary glands were small for Ceci's hands, before she let her bra down. Then her fruit completed the length of of fingers down into the woman's palms. Maryanne slowly went from standing to a slight crouched love position, her eyes followed her, as she felt her lovers legs. This was when the hardening of her nipples was past...
LesbianIt was a night I would never forget. Her parents were out of town and she called me over to her place. I dressed in my finest clothes and went to her house. After I reached there she was dressed in a turtle neck and full pants! OH SHIT! SHE DIDN'T WANT TO HAVE SEX! I freaked! I didn't wear any boxers. I made sure it was easy for her to undress me, but that was a waste. We sat in the living room. She kept talking to me but I all I saw were her HUGE BOOBS! I got imagine rubbing them with my...