Hypno Clinic Catastrophe: Part Four
Clara bounced on the therapy couch, her skirt high, her blouse loose, her mouth giggly and suggestive as Mark locked the door behind them. “Like, hiii boys! Wanna play?” She watched the two men, their ties and their pants, hungry and vacantly happy as they slipped the confines of the professional world to explore the one she’d built inside herself and around them.