Apparently she had been paying more attention during their sessions than he thought. Despite the fact that she was still developing, her hips were definitely shapely. Suddenly worried that this naïve girl who would cling onto even her hated therapist might have been taken advantage of, he was gripped with the desire to find out for himself. No, I told you I wasn’t going back there.”
“Do you know how much I pay for those therapy sessions of yours?” her mother asked angrily. “I’m sorry; I just don’t understand what therapy is doing for me.”
“I have been really lenient with you, waiting for you to open up to me. After going as far as she could, she had to stop and lean back. He was a normal playful child and she thought he was not maturing quickly enough. He could not help but grin as he watched her hopping out the door pulling up her shorts.
