But then, she felt the Body Whisperer’s gentle touch on the bare skin of her arms, stroking softly, and then she heard a low whisper that seemed to pass directly through her skin and into the core of her being, somehow speaking directly to her soul even though she couldn’t make out any of the words. The ticking grew louder, and Jane suddenly remembered the peacefulness of her life, so easily overlooked because of her small stature, but that was just the way she liked it so that she could take plenty of time to focus on herself. But no funny business.”
“You can tell me to stop touching you whenever you need to,” the Body Whisperer said. “This place is so cool! It’s time to really start to love yourself, if you get what I mean,” they smiled with a naughty wink of their long eyelashes, thick with mascara, as they gently took Amanda’s large, soft hand and led it down between her legs.
