Session 5

Vanessa's Pov

"You're awfully quiet today, Miss.daisy ",dull green eyes looked up at me.

The young woman's hands finally steadied, as she stopped with hernails printing into her palms. .

She seemed to drift out of her thoughts to still at those word and her eyes demonstrated irritation and frustration.

Her posture straightened as she looked at the me with what seemed to be like she had a question she really wanted to share but changed her mind due to the words she said.,"Aren't I always quiet, Dr. Vanessa?" she asked.

"Actually and truthfully you are, but not for this long.You arrived fifteen minutes ago and you're normally,speaking by the first five. The message is always the same though your facial expression is different. However, you're silent-too silent-,and your body movements dictate a new,form of trouble.Mind telling me whats ,bothering you? That's why you're here, isn't it?" I asked.

It was,that was what i was paid for-though,she barely opens up to me. The story was,the same for the past three weeks. Seeing her ex in his player way and the facts that her doesn't still love her is annoying and made her want to make him jealous by taking her revenge on him but right now his friend asked her out which is new though he barely elaborates why he wants to date her , and that did annoy her.

That being said, she couldn't deny,that she felt it was just a prank and he wanted to use her like his friend and seeing him again wasn't something she looked forward to.

The reason why baffled me, but she chose not to focus on it too much.

"It doesn't relate to these, sessions," she said a bit too quickly for my liking.

"I should be the jud,ge of that, Miss daisy being your therapist and all don't you agree?. You pay me to listen to you and give you advice on your actions and your deeply rooted emotions. Every situation, that you tell me about no matter how shameful or ridiculous it may sound to you helps me to, help you. I can't do my job without these information.However I can't force you or force them out of you.You're a smart woman,miss Daisy the choice is always yours"I told her.

The woman, ran her fingers against her, burgundy coloured hair and eventually tightened her shawl around her body. hem aroun,d her long, b,rown hair.

"I've been.., sexually fru,strated as of late and I think I'm gonna have sex with my ex friend" she,admitted.

,Based on her change of pace in decisions I ,knew that i was expe,cting some kind of abrupt decision or reaction from him.

The only thing I allowed to show my suprise was a raised eyebrow, my body language,remained the same.

"Elaborate,, Miss Daisy,," i coaxed.

"There's not much to tell, he feels aroused by me, I mean how could he not be? Look at me" she chuckled, flaunting her curves as they pushed against the tight fabric "so I get a release and my revenge I'm one go",she shrugged.

I should've responded but how could i?,How could, i..when the possibility of her revenge felt like a new experience to her though in a way that was sinful, scandalous and downright blissful?

"I'm afraid, our time is up, Miss daisy but I'll rather you think about your decision" I decided.

It was a very nice adventure but illd rather not say anything that would urge her on the matter, even though I knew she had made up her mind.

She smiled at me like a cherise cat.,"In that case,I'll see you next week, Dr.Vanessa," she said softly hinting at mischief with her tone.

She rose from her chair and turned.This is a problem i realized. The question now was...whats gonna be the end of her decision