After the session I’d go shopping. It was Black Friday
and all the sales were going on. I was exhausted
when I came home. So, I slipped into my blue night-gown
with the stars and slid my feet in my pink slippers. That’s when

the phone rang. He said he didn’t like how our session
had ended. OK, I said so let’s talk about it. But he said
he didn’t like talking on the phone. He said come in. So, I was gone –
in my star night-gown and slippers. Slipped into the cold,

dark night – drove the length in 10 minutes to reach
his gate. He was already waiting. He guided me into his office,
which was dimly lit – and smoky like someone just had
a cigarette. He pulled me in his arms – our eyes danced, as we

swayed to the music playing in our head. But all I could feel
was the heat of his breath on my neck, and the bulge in
his pants. He sat down in his rocking chair and pulled me on top
of him. The stars on my night-gown shined against

the dark room. All was still until he stuck his tongue in
my mouth like a drill. “Oh, God! I crossed a Boundary”
he exclaimed!  We rocked that chair out until we left a groove
on the floor. After that I kept coming back for more sessions –
things started progressing into *******