“Morning son. How's your shoulder?"
"It's good. Very good actually"
And that's the truth. Iris honestly knows how to carry out an effective therapy.
I mean, my previous therapist spends most of the time flirting with me so I quit going, but Iris has been administering the treatment since Friday and I've felt a relief by today being Monday.
Even though she's been avoiding every form of body contact ever since she thanked me for getting hard for her.
Now that's a moment I wish I had on tape.
I chuckled on the phone before dad responded.
"Your therapist? And what's funny?"
What's with everyone and asking me that?
“Nope. Miss Jules actually and nothing is, just remembered something"
"Miss Jules? You let her touch you?" He seemed really surprised.
I laughed at his shock and arrived a
