A Shy Guy s Notebook Part Two Following the Book s Commands
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Friday morning was a carbon copy of most of the week with sun and heat in the forecast. I wished we were going to the beach, but we had a lot to do before that was a possibility. I thought there was a chance we could squeeze in a day on Sunday. Collie was working 2-11 the next two days, but she had Sunday off miraculously.
After breakfast, Lana dropped us off at the hospital and promised she was only a few minutes away when we were done.
I took Tabby’s hand, swore to her that she’d be fine and led her through the hospital to Dr. Spencer’s office on the third floor. I hadn’t brought my sketchpad today. I wanted to focus on the problems and get them out in the open.
I knocked on her door and she answered it promptly and ushered us inside. I noticed the sketch of her hanging prominently in a very nice frame. That made me smile. I liked the thought of her being proud of that drawing and resolved to make her another one soon.
She sat us on the couch and got down to it. “I apologize, Matt,” she said right away.
I blinked, confused. “What? Apologize? What for?”
She took out a piece of paper and put it on the coffee table between us. “You told me how much distress you were in and I missed it.” I recognized the drawing I’d done of the men forcing Miranda toward her balcony.
Tabby reached out and took it, staring at it in horror. “Why would you draw this?” she asked, horrified.
“Matt sees her like that in his dreams,” Dr. Spencer supplied. “I hope you don’t mind me filling in a few blanks for her Matt, but I can’t overstate how much you need to lean on your family to get through this and the more they understand what’s going on, the more they can help.”
“Dr. Spencer ... Victoria,” I corrected myself, using her first name for the first time. “I trust you with my life. You’ve saved it in more ways than one. I trust you with my soul. It’s what I’m here to ask your help with. I trust you with my future. That’s why I brought one of the people that I love most in this world to you for help. If you tell me something is for my own good, I agree to it. I know you would never do anything to harm me. You don’t need to ask permission or forgiveness for trying to help me. Without you, I wouldn’t be here. That gives you all the permission you ever need from me.”
She nodded. “I appreciate that,” she said quietly. “I still feel like I failed you by not recognizing how much distress you were in.”
“Under normal circumstances, I’d make some lewd suggestion of how you could make it up to me that involved X-Ray techs and some field research for a paper I hope you’ll write about me for a journal of sexual development, but ... No, that all sounds like a terrific idea. We’ll go with that.” I gave her a little smile and winked.
She laughed and Tabby joined in.
“I’ll take it under advisement,” she said grudgingly, but there was a trace of a smile there. “First, I think it’s important to address the suicidal thoughts you’ve been having.”
“I hadn’t even realized I’d been feeling like that until she got me to talk about it. It was a complete surprise to me. Last night I thought about it a lot after we went to bed. I have too much to live for to kill myself. I think I’ve latched onto it as a way of easing the pain, getting peace from everything that’s happened and push the problems away. I don’t want to die. I don’t want to harm myself, but I suppose it’s like a fat person looking at a buffet when they’re on a diet, trying to get themselves in shape. They know that it would be an emotional payoff, but the drawbacks afterwards just aren’t worth it, as much as they think it will make them feel good.”
“That makes some sense, Matt. Now why don’t the two of you tell me what happened yesterday and we’ll go from there. I may have to split you up so that we can work with a little bit of privacy.”
“Don’t split us up for my session,” I told her. “Tabby can know anything we talk about here.”
She nodded. “There may be points that you feel different about, but if so, we’ll discuss it.”
“She knows that I murdered her former lover,” I said starkly. “How much more sensitive can our sessions get?”
“I suppose it depends on what X-ray techs I bring along?” she teased me back.
I laughed at the unexpected banter and settled back. “I suppose I deserve that, but the five of us slept in the same bed last night, so they’d have to be some pretty impressive techs.”
We talked a lot throughout the morning. She drew us both out about our issues. I offered to leave while she talked to Tabby privately, but she refused.
“You’re the first person that hasn’t blamed me,” she told me. “I want you to stay.”
After that, things went smoothly for the most part.
“I’ll want to see you both again next week,” she said. “Matt, I have you booked in for two hours on Monday afternoon. I’ll stretch that appointment to three hours and see you both again at that time. If you’re both agreeable, I’d like to see you individually later in the week too. I think one session together and one privately and we should be able to cover more ground. I’ll schedule you both in for separate appointments on Thursday. Matt, I’ll see you in the morning for two hours starting at 9 and Tabitha, I’ll talk to you at 1 and we’ll see what comes up. If we decide that the two of you together is more productive, we’ll go back to that, but for now, I want to see you individually at least once a week. I also gave your mother a second prescription, but asked her not to tell you about it. It’s for an anti-anxiety medication called Ativan. It’s a fast acting pill. You slip it under your tongue and it dissolves quickly for fast absorption. If something is going on that has you upset, take one. It should ease your immediate anxiety. Charlotte knows to split them up and give them to each of you. The sleeping pills are for both of you too. Tabitha, I’ll need your insurance information before you leave here. I’ll be able to bill your school insurance directly.”
Tabby filled out some paperwork and then we were ready to leave.
She was showing us out when I asked her what her favorite animal was.
“Animal?” she repeated. “I don’t know ... Off-hand, I’d say tigers are a beautiful cat. Going to try your hand at the animal kingdom?” she asked.
“I figured I’d spoil you a little since you’ve moved your schedule around for me a few times now,” I told her. “Besides, I have the ability. Why not use it?”
She nodded and we left to go outside where we could call Lana to pick us up. After this week’s encounter with Dr. Collins, everyone was a little extra vigilant about him.
“Feel any better?” I asked Tabby while we rode the elevator down to the lobby.
“I dunno. Maybe? A little? How about you?”
“Not really. I trust her, so I know she’ll get me back to solid ground. Last night I really did lay down and decide that no matter how often the thought comes to me, I wasn’t going to act on it. You and the other girls are too precious to me. I couldn’t leave you.” I shrugged and texted Lana that we were ready.
“You’re a strange young man,” she said softly.
“I know. In some ways I don’t feel real to myself. In others, I feel perfectly normal. I feel like you haven’t had a lot of people care for you. I have. To me that’s normal, but for you, it’s weird. You’ll get used to it. It might take some time, but we’ll get you to the point that it feels right instead of strange.”
“You sure about that?” she asked, dubiously.
I nodded. “I am. I will personally do everything in my power to help you recover from this. Your nightmare has been going on for years between the abuse and being blamed for it. It stops now. We’re going with you to get your things and when we do, we’ll be with you for any questions you might have to answer.”
“I thought you were going to be committed to welcoming Collie home today,” she said with a smirk.
I shook my head. “Plenty of time for that later,” I said. “I’m worried about you right now. I want to be there when you go to get your things in case we need fast answers. I’m at least still good for that.”
She frowned. “You’re good for a lot more than that,” she told me sternly. “You’re right. My mother still blames me for what happened with my uncle. She doesn’t say so most of the time, but sometimes around the holidays, she’ll have a little too much to drink and she’ll bring it up. I think she blames me for her and Dad breaking up too, like what was happening with Uncle Wally was happening with Dad too. It wasn’t. I don’t know why he left, but we never heard from him again.”
“Your mom’s a real peach,” I said dryly. “You were eleven. What idiot thinks it’s an eleven year old’s fault when a grown man crawls into her bed? I’m young enough to remember vividly being eleven and I knew next to nothing about sex, let alone how to go about GETTING any. Hell, at that age, I was still more interested in sports than girls. I kind of want to lay eyes on the woman that can look at herself in the mirror and blame her daughter for the breakup of her marriage. You have any brothers or sisters?”
“I have a brother. He’s okay. We still talk. He’s a couple of years older than me, but he works down in Quincy so I don’t get to see him much.”
“Should we invite him around or does he need to be eased into the idea of our home life?” I asked, concerned. “If he’s good to you, I want him to be part of your life if we can manage it.”
“Well ... He’d be okay with it, but he’s got his own lifestyle. I’m not sure how cool that would be,” she said delicately.
“Gay?” I asked directly. She nodded sheepishly. “Invite him around. If he has a boyfriend, invite him too. I’ll talk to everyone else, but I’ve had a couple of gay classmates. Some people make a big deal out of it, but I don’t have a problem with it. I even got hit on by one of them last year. I told him I was only interested in girls like that and he was totally respectful about it. I still talk to him. It’s just that I’m not cool with sucking cock from a personal standpoint. I still felt a little flattered that he thought I was boyfriend material.”
“Most guys would have called him something rotten and spread rumors about him,” she said, surprised.
“I get picked on for being smart. I’m not about to throw someone else under the bus for something they don’t have any choice in,” I pointed out. “But point taken. Your brother is golden in my books if he treats you okay. I don’t care if he sleeps with every guy in the world so long as he’s good to you.”
“EVERY guy in the world?” she asked me playfully.
I shrugged. “I’m not into guys. It’s not my thing. If one of you sincerely needed to see two guys together to complete your lives, I’d consider it. Hell, who am I kidding? For you girls, I’d do it. I can’t imagine I’d enjoy it, but I’d do anything for my girls. If that means bringing in another guy to give one of you the show of a lifetime, I would. I just sincerely hope that I don’t ever get asked to.”
“You really are strange,” she said with a shake of her head.
I shrugged again. “I know, but you girls are way more important to me than holding on to my comfort zone.”
Lana showed up a few minutes later and we piled into her car to go to lunch. We were going to a place nearby and when we got there, everyone was waiting for us.
There were hugs all around and then we sat and had our lunch, chatting back and forth. Toward the end of the meal, the topic of the afternoon came up and I suggested that we might all want to be there for Tabby since things were likely to be less than cordial.
“We’ve got this covered,” Lana said firmly. “You and Collie go home. Someone needs to be there in case the furniture shows up early or we get caught up with packing.”
I looked around the table and nodded with a smile. I wasn’t going to win this argument and persisting would hurt Collie. “Alright, but call us if something goes wrong.”
“There’s six of us. What could go wrong?” Beck asked brightly. I didn’t like the sound of that challenge, but again, I nodded.
When we split up, I took Collie’s hand and we walked back to her car, watching the rest of them drive away in a three car convoy of Patty’s car, Lana’s and Mom’s. “We can follow them, if you want,” she offered meekly.
I shook my head. “No, you deserve my attention. I’m just overly worried.” I smiled at her and told her to take us home.
“About Tabby?” she asked delicately while we pulled out of the parking lot.
“About both of you,” I replied. “Some of the things that you’ve reacted to have made me worried about how much stress you’ve been under. You were under a lot more financial trouble than you let on, weren’t you?”
“Yeah,” she admitted. “I was gonna have to work a lot through the school year to pay for it. You were right about that. Being able to live here where I can get some peace and quiet is going to be huge too. I can do some work at the library, but you gave me a lot of help to make it easier on me.”
I nodded and told her that I’d suspected as much. We drove the rest of the way home and parked at the curb to let the other cars have access to the driveway with Tabby’s things.
We went downstairs to our room and I took her hand, drawing her to me. She was taller than me, but so were all the girls right now. That would change over the next few years, but right now, she had to bend her head down to kiss me.
I ran my hands over her back, kissing her deeply, letting passion grow at its own pace. I’d been aching for relief for days, but with events outpacing me, this was the first time I’d felt even remotely like doing anything about it.
She wrapped her arms around me and pulled me tighter against her, moaning softly into my mouth as my hands explored her back. I pulled her shirt out of her jeans and slid my hands inside, making her moan again, more insistently this time. I moaned along with her this time, my hands gliding over her smooth skin, making me lose myself in how delicate she felt in my arms.
Her own hands were just as busy, pulling my shirt up so she could touch me. We broke the kiss briefly, letting us pull our tops off each other before coming together again, our lips crushing against each other. The slow build I was hoping for had rapidly gotten out of control and neither of us were going to stop it.
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Hey guys and here I’m with another story bat pichle saal march ki hai jab mai ek fake id banakar facebook per chat kar rahatha.fir main stranger ladkiyonke sath chat karne laga ek ladki roz mere sath chat karne lagi ye silsila 2-3 moths tak chala. Mujhe yekin nahi ho raha tha ki ye koi ladki hai yun hi bato bato me maine use milne ko kaha aur pass ki ek restorant ka address diya mai diye hue time per pahuncha wanha per mulakat nahi ho saka problem ye tha ki hum Ek dusre ko nahi pahchante the...
My parents have owned their house on the beach in sunny Southern California since before I was born. My dad, a successful doctor, and my mom, the civil lawyer, had always dreamed of living on the beach. When they bought the house, it was a real fixer-upper. It had been devastated by a storm and abandoned, but Mom saw the beauty and potential in it. My dad thought she was crazy, but he loved her so much, he trusted her instincts. Together, they fixed it up to the dream home it is now. I guess...
Straight SexChapter Thirty-Three – Seeing Double Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author. Story Codes: mmff, exhib, hp, grope, inc, magic, mc, spank, voy It had been a very troubling and trying week for Hermione and Ginny; after losing the Spellbook of Desires and getting into a near dual with Hermione, Ginny refused to say a word to one of her best friends. Both girls gave each other the cold...
Chapter Twenty-Six – Ron’s Happy Birthday Part One – Morning Wood Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author. Story Codes: mf, cream pie, grope, hp, inc, magic, spank, unif The Second Task of the Triwizard Cup had gone exceedingly well for Harry Potter; not only did he manage to score extremely well; he was able to take advantage of three very attractive and unconscious girls. ...
Chapter Ten – Redemption Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author. Story Codes: mmf, hp, magic, spank, voy The first week of Hogwarts had been a very interesting one; the Spellbook of Desires had passed through several peoples hands. Harry, Ron, Ginny, Fred and George, and Draco Malfoy had all had their time with the book, but for the last month, Malfoy had been in firm control of...
Chapter Four – Slumber Party Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author. Story Codes: mmff, mmf, ncon, cream pie, hp, grope, magic, orgy, preg Harry was furious; he’d lost the Spellbook of Desires. He had looked everywhere, and he knew now that someone had stolen the book. Because the Weasley household was so large at the moment, it would be impossible to interrogate the entire...
In the 70s there was a normal bookshop in London, on the edge of Soho, maybe Tottenham Court Road or Charing Cross Road, and going past I noticed a sign saying ‘adult books’ and an arrow pointing downstairs. Of course I went in, and you had to walk the length of the shop, in your dirty mac, to get to the stairs leading down to the dirty bookshop. Once there though I had the joy many times of acquiring armfuls of mags to add to my huge collection. There’s always a few of us in there, pervs in...
I sat back on the large rock next to my bag. I was exhausted, but elated. This past few hours had fuelled my desires, my kinks, my perversions ... and how! This girl, my Little Girl, whose actual name was still not known to me, nor mine to her, hung by her wrists above me, several feet from the ground as the dusk turned to twilight and the darkness began to descend. It had been a relatively warm December day with heavy cloud cover and a deluge of rain. But now she had stopped shaking, in...
Hi friends this is Pabby again with another story… I am a very friendly and loving man of 30+ now, married, living in Chandigarh. There are always two or three weak points for every woman. However distance may be your relationship with her, if you are alone with her and likely to be together for more time and when sure that there won’t be any external disturbance, sex comes to her mind more intensely than to a man. She would have schemed in her mind how to take advantage of the situation...
Chapter Twenty-Five – The Second Task Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author. Story Codes: mffg, f-best, ncon, rape, x-gang, cream pie, grope, magic, oral, orgy, pedo, spank, unif It was the twenty-third of February and Harry Potter was in deep shit; his inability to find a solution to the Second Task’s predicament had caused him great concern. Both Hermione and Ron had been...
Chapter Nineteen – The Yule Ball Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author. Story Codes: mf, mmff, cream pie, exhib, hp, magic, mc, spank, voy The party following the completion of the First Task was a very successful and enjoyable one, especially for Harry, who was fortunate enough to fuck two of the hottest Gryffindor House girls after the party had ended. Lavender Brown and...
Chapter Fifteen – Hogwarts Champion Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author. Story Codes: mf, mf, exhib, hand, grope, spank, unif, voy The selection process for the Triwizard Cup had begun the night before, after the arrival of the Beauxbatons and Durmstrang students. Any student over the age of eighteen and wanting to try their hand at being selected as Hogwarts Champion had only...
Chapter Fourteen – Test Subjects Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author. Story Codes: mg, mf, ncon, cream pie, hp, first, grope, magic, morph, preg, spank, unif The adult version of the Weasleys’ Wizard Wheezes had been deemed a complete success after Ron thanked Fred and George several times for the small bottle of Hot Sauce they had given him to test out. Ron had used it wisely,...
Chapter Thirteen – Hogwarts Pimp Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author. Story Codes: mf, mf, Mf, ncon, x-mast, cream pie, grope, magic, mc, preg, spank, unif, The Triwizard Cup feast had gone off without any problems; Ron had used a wondrous little potion to seduce the beautiful Fleur Delacour, and Harry had finally picked up the trail of his missing Spellbook of Desires. Even...
Chapter Eleven - The Owlery Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author. Story Codes: mf, cream pie, hp, grope, magic, preg, spank, unif The Spellbook of Desires was now in the safe confines of the Weasley twins’ room, locked in Fred’s trunk and sealed magically to prevent anyone from taking it from them. The only problem was Malfoy had copied down several useful spells before the twins...
The Book of Madness Part 1 of 2 By Morpheus I leaned back slightly and took a bite of my sandwich, not taking my eyes from the page of the book that I was currently reading. I was in the middle of my lunch, but couldn't actually leave for it since I was the only one in the store at the moment. But that was fine with me as I wanted to finish up my book anyway. My name is Ellis Meyers, and I am a 6 foot tall, 19-year-old with glasses and dark hair. I'm also a bookworm,...
(For those looking for sex, there will be PLENTY of that…as we move into this series… This is NON FICTION and is being written by both parties. We are extremely busy, and will have no concrete posting schedule due to our professional lives. I am sure that some will not like the white slave/Black Master dynamic, but for those of you who do…we thank you for taking the time to read our story. We are excited about sharing our experience with you all as we have enjoyed several of your stories. We...
“How was your day love?” I made a point of calling my wife. It was Monday, a whole day since I saw my Little Girl at Leeds Station. We had our thing my slut and I, and that ‘thing’ was supposed to draw the boundaries and define what it was that we had, and where it was we had it, but if I was being honest I just could not get her out of my head. Even during the waking moments with my eyes open I ‘saw’ her ... on the cross, tied to the bed, in the throes of orgasm, her arms around my neck...
Her hair was on the short side, dark with little curls here and there … it framed her face perfectly. “Another?” The barmaid caught my attention having spotted that my pint glass was almost empty. “Yes, please same again,” I replied, glancing briefly at her whilst keeping my main focus on the young girl who seemed to love being the centre of attention in the small group that she was sitting with. I had been watching her for some time and not once had she looked up at me, she was far too...
The days had passed slowly but they had eventually passed. It was Saturday - THE Saturday. The night my wife was to become a whore! It was ten thirty in the evening. I was sitting in the same booth in the same bar in which Julie, Gary, Alice and I had started our New Year’s Eve celebrations but this time the bar was barely a quarter full and I was sitting there alone, apart from a tall glass of ice cold beer. My tummy was bubbling with excitement but, I suspected, not as much as those of the...
CuckoldHi Friends, this is Rajesh, presently 38 years working as an Engineer in an MNC, and settled in Bangalore now.. I am fair in colour, well built with a gym body and most important with an 8 inch dick. I was aware of the woman anatomy at that age by reading sex books and watching porn, but never had any chance to see a woman naked, but was longing to see a naked woman and masturbating myself thinking about it.This is an incident which happened when I had been to Mangalore to attend a marriage...