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“I was wondering if you would be okay with me leaving my flyers for a new women’s circle I have created with a friend?” She handed me the flyer and I noticed the name, Lotus Wisdom.
“We are working with women who have struggled with embracing their feminine side, specifically tapping into the energy of Mary Magdalene to facilitate healing.” She explained.
“Of course. You are welcome to place them wherever you want.” I said as the women came over, Aurora watching Rosslyn with more interest than the others.
“Thank you. With my past, this is something that I wish I had. The connection with women that are healing.” She stopped, glancing at the others as if she had forgotten they were there.
I didn’t want her to feel obligated to explain further, so I gestured to Aurora.
“This is my fiancé, Aurora. Aurora, this is Rosslyn. She has been one of my parishioners for many years.” Aurora placed her arm around me and smiled. The subtle gesture of possession wasn’t lost on any of us.
“It’s lovely to meet you. Father Caleb is a lucky man.” She looked at me and smiled before turning to leave.
“I’ll leave these on the bulletin board near the entrance. Thank you again.” Serena reached out to take one of the flyers.
“Lotus Wisdom?” She asked and Rosslyn grinned.
“Yes. It does sound a little woo woo doesn’t it? But I can assure you, that much of what we are doing is based on my work. My friend is a yoga instructor as well as a life coach. I am a psychologist.” She said with a shy smile.
“If any of you are interested in attending, I am happy to offer the first session free of charge. We will be starting on November first. The focus is on healing sexual energy as a woman.” Her eyes lit up as she explained and Serena glanced at Elsie before she nodded.
“I like the idea of that. We women have to stick together and support each other. Count us in.” Aurora hesitated, squeezed my arm, and sighed with a smile.
“I’ll send through all of our details to the signup.” Rosslyn looked so happy and I again spared a thought for what had been going on in her life to bring that haunted look back but decided against it.
“Thank you. I will leave you to it.” She walked away, pausing at the table to put the flyers down and a beam of afternoon sunlight appeared, highlighting her honey-colored hair and illuminating her in a way that had chills run down my spine.
There was something about her, something sacred that had me feeling as though destiny was calling her.
“So, we have a surprise for you at home,” Kenji said, pulling me back to the moment. Aurora raised her eyebrow at him and I kissed her cheek.
“Kingston will drop Serena and Elsie home while we take you to see your surprise,” I said softly, wondering if Kingston was going to protest me volunteering him for the job.
He surprised me by winking once then gesturing to the door.
“Ladies. Your chariot awaits.” He said.
“Let me lock up and I will meet you at the car,” I said to Aurora and Kenji took her hand.
I watched them walk away and rubbed my chest. It still felt like I was living a dream, a dream that was about to become very, very exciting.
“Close your eyes,” Kenji whispered and Aurora sighed but did what he said. We were standing in the hallway, where a newly installed door was open, waiting.
“So I finally get to see the secret project that you have been working on.” She said with amusement and I wondered if she already knew what we had done.
Kenji guided her down the stairs as I walked in front of them, making sure everything was ready and switched on.
“Okay. You can open them now.” He said breathlessly and my hands went clammy as her eyes fluttered open and lips parted in surprise.
“Welcome to the confessional,” I whispered and her lips quirked before she took in the room.
The lighting was dark, sultry, and warm, illuminating the heavy fabrics that draped the bed and walls.
In various spots around the room were different objects for various sexual games. My favorite was the St. Andrews Cross which had a swivel component, giving access to different poses.
A moveable anchor point sat above the bed with cuffs dangling from the chains, a sex bench sat to the side, and in another corner sat a leather sex lounge, perfectly curved for comfort.
She walked around the room, her hands brushing over the objects, and paused on what Kenji said was Kingston’s favorite edition.
