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“If I tell you, it’ll change your physiological response when you watch the video.”

She sighed. “Can I watch the video and talk to Kyle, and then decide about your involvement?”

“You may back out at any time. You aren’t in any way obligated to start or continue withanything. If we do this, I want to teach you and Kyle how to give your body pleasurable sensations. They may look like painful sensations to someone on the outside, but all that matters is how they translate in your brain. We’ll keep safety paramount, and the goal will be sensation without injury. I saw how safety-conscious you were with the hang-gliding stuff — I’ll be just as safe with this.”

“Nothing sex related has the danger potential of hang-gliding.”

He chuckled. “Hang-gliding and mountain climbing appear crazy to most of our society, but you do them safely, so they aren’t crazy. I want to teach you to look at sex the same way. It can be an adventure.”

She shook her head. “Isn’t this more the realm of, I don’t know, a psychologist instead of a psychiatrist? Or maybe a sex therapist? I thought you deal with the physical problems of the brain more than the mental problems.”

“That’s not exactly right. I can prescribe medication where a psychologist or a therapist cannot, and I can deal with physical issues where they normally don’t, but I can also deal with everything else. However, I don’t really do this — the sex stuff — as part of my practice. I’m the director of a private mental health institution and spend two to three partial days a week overseeing those patients, and sex related things almost never crop up there. Even in my regular office appointments, it’s exceedingly rare for a patient to venture off into alternative sex practices.”

He leaned forward, his gaze penetrative, as if his next words might sink into her psyche. “Our relationship, mine and yours, isnota doctor-patient relationship. I won’t be treating you, and you shouldn’t consider me your psychiatrist. I’m what’s known as aTopor aDomin BDSM circles, and I’m helping my friend show you the ropes. My profession will help because I’m familiar with sensory processing disorder, but…” He sat up, ran a hand through his hair, and shrugged. “I’ll need to explain more of the BDSM basics before we get started, but you have enough to think about right now without adding to it.”

Heather looked at her watch — almost three o’clock. She took another bite and thought things over. Kyle’s last patient appointment was at one today, so she should be able to get him on the phone. She pulled her cellphone out of her purse and called him.

Marcus smiled when he saw what she was doing, and she gave him a lopsided smile in return.

Kyle answered on the first ring. “Hey babe, I take it you and Marcus are both still alive and well?”

“Yes, we’re both safe. Sorry, I should’ve let you know before now.” She usually texted him when she was back on solid ground and not going back up, but Marcus had messed with her usual routine, and she’d forgotten. “He had a blast and wants to learn to go solo now, but you probably know that’s not why I’m calling.”

“It’s okay, he texted me while you were breaking everything down. I’m hoping you aren’t too pissed at me. I wanted to be there for your conversation, but Marcus said this would go better with just the two of you. He was worried you’d feel as if we were ganging up on you if we tried to explain it together.”

Heather sighed. “He was probably right, but this is weird, isn’t it?”

“So is jumping out of perfectly good airplanes, but you do that all the time.”

“If I do this, I’ll be doing it for us — because I love you and I want to make this work.”

“If that’s what it takes to get you started then that’s fine, but at some point you’ll need to be doing it for you, too. If it doesn’t switch over to your pleasure, somethingyouwant to do, then we’ll need to step back and take a look at things. I don’t want this to be about me. I want to make you fly, and if we need Marcus to help us make that happen, I’m not too proud to ask for help.”

She was glad they were seated a good ways from other patrons, but she still kept her voice low. “He says the two of you once shared a girlfriend?”

“It was an unusual situation, but it worked out great for all three of us. I’ll explain it to you from beginning to end if you want, and I’ll answer any questions you may have.”

“Yeah, I have questions, but they can wait. Where are you now? Are you in the middle of something?”

“I’m still at the office, taking care of some paperwork, and then I have an article to read about a new way to handle a procedure. Nothing I can’t break away from. Why?”

“Marcus has a video he wants me to watch. I want to see you, talk to you, first.”

“Tell me where and when, and I’m there.”

Heather looked up at Marcus as she told Kyle, “He wants me to watch the video at his office. If I call you as we’re leaving here, can you meet us there?”

Chapter 4

Two hours later, Heather pulled into Marcus’s driveway with Marcus and Kyle following her. She’d watched the video and then agreed to come back to Marcus’s house for a massage, with Kyle doing most of the actual touching. She parked, quickly got out, and retrieved her bag from the back seat — she planned to change into yoga pants and a t-shirt because she was tired of being dressed up. Kyle’s massages almost always put her to sleep, so she wasn’t sure how one was going to suddenly make her all horny and shit, but she figured it couldn’t hurt to let them try.

Kyle walked to her car, pulled her into his embrace, and her heart settled in her chest. He kissed her cheek, and she took a moment to just breathe.

“Still okay?” he asked.

She smiled, not completely certain she was even a tiny bit okay, and she leaned into his embrace. “You’resureyou aren’t going to accuse me of getting it on with your best friend later? What if he can get a reaction out of me and you can’t? Not that it’s likely, because no one has before, but I don’t want to do anything to screw us up. I know you think this’ll help; I just wish I could be as sure as you are.”

His hand moved up to stroke her hair and then caressed down her back. “Whatever it takes to figure out how to pleasure you will make me happy. If it’s Marcus who does it instead of me, that’s fine because if he can do it then I can learn. Marcus and I aren’t competitive.”

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