Page 13 of The High Price Of Loneliness

Angelica had felt a momentary panic about losing her newfound connection with him. But Edward’s words made her fear magically fade away now. She felt relieved. “Oh good. I was worried there for a moment that you were moving away when we were just getting to know each other.”

He now turned his energy and focus back to her to ask, “May I ask you, Kitten, how did you sleep last night after I left?” Gray asked with a more sensual tone—inferring after their OM session.

“Oh, my god,” Angelica confessed. “I slept so hard. I don’t think I even moved all night. In fact, I overslept this morning and had to race to get to work on time.”

She heard Edward’s encouraging and supportive reply, “That’s good. Your body probably was overdue to catch up on some well-deserved sleep. Did you like our first OM session, sweetheart?” he asked gently.

All day at the office, Angelica had thought about their date last night, and especially being in bed with Edward. How he had made her feel. How he had touched her, moved her physically, mentally, and emotionally like never before in her life. Having a day to reflect on what had happened, she wanted to share and said, “Yes! It was beyond amazing. It was like you were reading my mind and knew just what I was feeling. It was a first for me. Never like that before—not ever—have I been able to really let go with anyone.”

Edward’s deep voice guided her further, “Well, it won’t always be the same, Kitten. Some times will be more intense than others. Some may even be much greater or smaller. And all of that is completely normal. Totally ok. What was great last night was that you allowed me to guide your mind to be totally present in that moment and to be free and relaxed and simply feel. That was the gift you gave us both last night.”

Angelica purred, “I still felt so relaxed this morning when I woke up. I felt—different.”

Edward’s voice was clearly smiling through the phone, as he said, “I’m very glad to hear you say that. Thank you for sharing, but that now brings us to your homework assignment. If you are still open to hearing about it?”

Angelica felt her energy rising at the sound of this, asking, “Yes, I am a bit intrigued … What is it exactly?”

Gray shifted his voice to his deepest register, speaking quietly and intimately, “I want you… to go change into your pink robe, the soft one you wore last night when we were together. Would you do that for me, Angelica?”

She smiled instantly at the intimate sound of how this homework assignment was beginning, as she said willingly and easily, “Yes, of course.”

“Just lay the phone down and I’ll wait for you here.”

She whispered urgently, not to keep him waiting, “I’ll hurry. Berightback.” Angelica unbuttoned her blouse as she walked briskly to her bathroom. Off came the black skirt with that thin, tight, skinny zipper in the back that often got stuck, but not tonight, thankfully. She removed her white lacey bra and panties taking care to lay them on a clean towel on the bathroom counter. They were her favorite, and she wanted them to stay safe and dry. She slipped her baby soft pink robe on again, as she had done for Edward just the night before, and she quickly returned to the bedroom to pick up her phone. “OK, I’m back and I’m wearing the pink robe from last night, just as you requested,” she said eagerly.

She then heard Edward’s playful confession, “I was imagining you undressing for me and was enjoying how you looked in my mind,” his seductive tone coming through loud and clear to her.

She smiled as she reported, “I’m back in bed—just as before. What’s next?”

She waited with eager anticipation for his voice to direct her. She felt more open with him than anyone ever before. But now, she was on pins and needles waiting to hear the next step unfold. “Now, Angelica, I want you to do something for me—if you are open to it. I would like to help you to retrace all we did last night together, but this time usingyourfingertip, not mine. I would like to guide you and encourage you with just my voice. Would you be willing to trust me again tonight?”

Angelica paused for just a moment. A bit shy by nature, her first impulse was it might be uncomfortable doing this over the phone. But Edward’s voice was pulling her forward somehow. She hesitated slightly before saying shyly, “Yes, I’m willing to try. It’s just…I’ve never doneanythinglike this over the phone before.”

Edward’s reassurance was ever present, a steady deep anchor for her feminine energy. So, she simply loved it when he said, “It’s OK. I will be with you every step of the way.” She agreed, smiling a bit this time, softly whispering, “OK.”

She welcomed Edward’s encouraging voice, guiding her forward with, “Perfect. Now the first thing I would like you to do for me is to push the speakerphone button on your cell, and lay it next to you on the pillow, so your hands are free. One less thing to think about. Would you do that for me, Kitten?” Angelica found the speakerphone button and laid the phone on the pillow, near her ear as he asked, and smiled sheepishly, saying, “Yes, I’m ready.”

Edward continued with her homework instructions. “Excellent. Next, I want to remind you of my two rules, and in particular, Rule Number Two, which says, “You are not allowed to climax unless what?”

She well remembered the struggle with Rule Number Two from the night before. How simple it had sounded until she was actually in the moment. Then it had been difficult to think coherently, much less, speak. But nevertheless, she certainly remembered the answer he was seeking. She replied, “Unless I ask for permission first.”

Gray praised her for remembering his rules. “Good girl! Before we begin with your homework, it is time to clear your mind from the day and all the things of your busy life. Let’s start by taking adeepbreath. Inhale for five seconds, and then hold it for a bit. Can you do that for me?”

She breathed in deeply and slowly, while Gray counted to five, and then held her breath as he again counted aloud for her. “Now breathe out completely for five seconds.” She exhaled to the rhythm of his deep voice. Metering her body tempo to the sound of him, the deep breathing continued as he counted for her again and again. She heard his relaxing and hypnotic voice guiding and encouraging her, listening only to his steady, sexy voice each time.

“Great job. Next, I want you to stretch and relax even more deeply. First, let’s start by stretching your legs, feet, and toes, pointing them toward the bottom of the bed as though you were trying to grow them longer magically. Feel your energy flow into your legs as you stretch, stretch, stretch. Good. Now completely relax your legs. Let all the energy go out of them like light beams shooting out of your toes. Completely relaxed in your legs now, they may even feel light as though they could float upwards. Very good,” he encouraged.

Next, she followed Gray’s voice instructing her to stretch, tighten, and release her core, then shoulders, arms—even head and neck before finishing with, “Now take a deep breath and let it out right away, free flowing from here forward. Do you feel a bit more relaxed now than when we started?” his deep voice asked.

“Yes. Your voice is very soothing,” Angelica said quietly. “I could listen to you do that for hours or drift off to sleep; it’s so relaxing.”

She listened closely as his voice took her onto the next level of her homework, just ahead, saying, “Thank you. I enjoy being the voice in your ear right now. Next, I want you to position your pillows and blankets, if you can recall, just the way we did last night. Put one pillow under each knee for support, with your knees just a bit open and apart. Your favorite pillow supports your head and neck, and then let’s finish by covering you with a soft blanket. OK?”

Angelica, following his instructions, set up her own “nest” with pillows and blankets, just like the night before. But she said longingly, “OK. Everything is just like last night—except you are not here next to me. And I miss your magical touch, Edward.”

She waited to hear his response to her longing words, which came flowing back to her ear with, “My sweetest Kitten, you have all my energy and attention focused 100% on you. I am there with you right now—even as we speak,” his voice reassured her.

“Now, close your eyes, and gently take all ten fingers of both hands and very, very softly touch your face. Let your breathing slow and deepen as you explore, barely touching the skin. Very lightly touch your eyelid with your fingertip and lightly stroke it once or twice. Feel how softly you can stroke it and remember this pressure. Now slowly trace your jawline and down your beautiful neck. With just a couple of fingers on each hand, trace your collarbone and feel that little hollow spot. Next, slowly find your way down to your breasts. Explore them first with just the soft palm of your hands, feeling how you harden and bud up against the softness of your palm. Now stroke them gently with your fingertips and squeeze and pluck the nipples gently. Feel them lengthen and bud harder in response to your touch. Encircling and cupping, lift your breasts very gently once before slowly sliding further downward. As your hands glide across your tummy, search until you land on both of your hips.”

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