This is a bit of a metaphorical (in a heavy-handed way) piece of erotica. Shorter than I usually write. Please let me know what you think!
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“Close your eyes, June,” Dr. Reshma said.
June sighed against the couch. “This is all very network TV. You know that, right?”
Dr. Reshma rolled her eyes. “Eyes closed.”
“Fine.”
June let her eyes close slowly and tightened her jaw. She didn’t believe this would work, but she was still nervous.
“Listen to my voice,” Dr. Reshma said.
“As opposed to?”
“June.”
“Sorry.”
“Now,” Dr. Reshma explained in a cool, calm voice, “Hypnosis is all about immersion. I need you to visualize what I ask you to visualize and answer my questions honestly. And June, if you joke, if you deflect, we will start over and you will be here all day.”
“Okay, fine,” June said.
“Let’s begin. Why are you here, June?” Dr. Reshma asked. June wanted to snap that the doctor already knew the answer, but she had agreed to be proper.
“Because,” June’s hands started to wring together, “Because…I’m sad?”
“Why?”