The Therapist and the Nymphomaniac Chapter 2
The next morning, Elizabeth woke to the smell of fresh-brewed coffee. For a couple seconds, she wasn't sure where she was or how she got there. She looked around at the unfamiliar surroundings. Then she saw her empty suitcases stacked neatly in a corner and it clicked.She felt relief wash over her and she got out of bed. Without a nightgown (she had forgotten to pack hers), she wore only an oversized sleepshirt and her panties - what she normally wore around her own house. She came out of her...
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