Chapter 7: More Therapy
After that experience I found myself on a kind of high. It had felt like real s*x between mutually interested partners, even with some emotional value too. The fact that it might be argued that Matt had more or less fled afterwards didn’t bother me. During the s*x he had definitely been there. It had felt wonderful, in fact.
I encountered him next in the lounge, where he was watching cartoons.
“Hi,” I said, sitting down on the couch, not too close to him.
“Hi,” he said.
We both continued to look at the screen, but I soon had that sense that neither of us was really watching the cartoons. I turned and looked at him, and saw that he was looking at me. He gave an apologetic smile and looked away. I continued to study him, then, reaching out, I gently took his hand
