"...Arriving at his room I knocked lightly and sniffled ( a nervous tic.   Needles in a doctor’s office make me giggle, new clients make me sniffle).  When he opened the door I felt as though I’d just opened a present; at first glance I found him to be directly in my strike zone of masculine attractiveness.  Dressed in casual black head to toe, his luxurious cashmere sweater was juxtaposed by well worn black boots and wiry silver spectacles.  His hair was my favorite, salt and pepper with more salt than pepper and close cut with an equally close cut beard.    He did not disguise his amusement as he inspected me momentarily and his smile widened even more as he invited me in opening the door to his corner suite and closing it behind me with finality.  Though I usually relax and take over session quickly something about his air of quiet sophistication reduced me to a girl and I sniffled again as I sat in the parlor of the suite and accepted a glass of wine.

“Hauser.  You enjoy Hauser?  He’s…brilliant, you know.  Genius.”

He referenced the interview section of my website which indicated the last book I’d read was “Moral Minds: The Nature of Right And Wrong” and looked at me expectantly.  He smiled at me softly with encouragement like a professor to a student under his tutelage as I explained my impressions of the book.  As our conversation progressed he became increasingly animated, agitated & I became  enthralled with his brilliance, aroused by his intensity and physicality.  He abruptly ended our conversation with a kiss and my mind went silent, heart still as I explored his lips for the first time.  His mouth released mine and he rocked back into the corner of the sofa which he’d been sitting in and smiled a smile which would ordinarily stir the show-off in me but instead made me feel confused and inexperienced.   I’m certain that he didn’t nod but his eyes beckoned me and I stood up, walking to the center of the living room as I have so many times before and unzipped my skirt letting it fall to my ankles revealing the garters attached to stockings attached to a pair of smart and fine heels.   His eyes bore into mine until I looked away feeling shy, out of my element and as though it were my first time doing it.  Feverish and intoxicated with the sensation of newness, a sensation so elusive to a professional I felt disoriented as I unbuttoned my blouse and walked towards the bedroom..."