Chapter 8: Jenny Loses Her Inhibitions

When Danny reached her head, he had learned that Ian contacted her the next day to invite her out for the day the following Saturday. They had gone out into the country with a picnic, done some walking and sat talking for ages getting to know each other. That evening they had gone out for a meal then gone back to Jenny’s for coffee.

Danny stopped her for a moment. ‘You were relaxed all the time this time,’ he said, ‘That’s good, I’m going to go down and up once more whilst you carry on with your story.’ She smiled at him and nodded.

Closing her eyes again as Danny put his hands on her forehead, she waited whilst he went over her face, then as he moved to her shoulders, she started talking again. As Danny’s hands went over her breasts this time, there was a tiny ‘mm’ sound in-between her words.

Danny went on down her front as she chatted away. As he drew near his last lift off point, she was still in full flow, so he decided to try keeping going. He massaged all the way down her abdomen, over her lower abdomen and hips then on down her legs. There was no tensing up and no break in her speaking. When he reached her feet, Danny had learned that after their first meal out together, Ian had accepted her invite for coffee. ‘We sat on the settee and had our coffee,’ Jenny said, ‘We kept talking still telling each other all about ourselves. Eventually Ian put his arm around me. It felt so lovely as I nestled into him.’

‘Have you realised that when I came down your front last time,’ Danny interrupted, ‘I didn’t miss anywhere out.’ Jenny was clearly surprised. ‘That is excellent progress,’ Danny told her. ‘You have overcome a hurdle already, well done.’

‘Now carry on with your story as I go back up,’ Danny said. He started massaging her ankles as she resumed her tale, Moving, up her legs, when he passed her knee’s, he slowed down and listened carefully not just to what Jenny was saying, but the tone of her voice. As he reached the top of her thighs, he still hadn’t detected any change. Massaging carefully, he continued upwards, moving from her thighs to her abdomen including the area directly over her hairs. As he moved on upwards, Jenny kept talking, her voice unchanged.

Going over her breasts once more, he noticed a slight change in her voice but as this was coupled with a smile appearing on her face it was clearly enjoyment and not fear. Once he had finished on her head, he reflected on what she had told him.

‘After a while Ian kissed me,’ Jenny told him. ‘I’d never been kissed like that before, it felt lovely. Shivers were running through me all over. Then after a while he broke off saying, he’d better go. We stood up and went to the front door. Just before I opened the door, he took me in his arms and kissed me again. ‘I’ve had a lovely day,’ he said, ‘Can we do it again soon?’ ‘I told him I felt the same and my answer was yes.’ We kissed again then he went home.

‘Well done,’ Danny told her. ‘I’ve done all of your front down and up, plus you are opening up to me about your feelings. That is good. Now, each time I get back to your head like now, I’ll say, sit up, then I’ll say next. You have two choices then. Either lie back down and I’ll just repeat what I’ve just done on your front. Or we can move on. To move on just take your blouse off, then lie down and turn over on your front, I will then massage your back again.’

‘The purpose of this is simple,’ he told her. ‘Your body is like your mind. You cover up your body and hide it from view. Likewise, you hide things in your mind and keep them buried and hidden. You have already discovered how body contact can relax you. From being terrified of my touch you have already learned there is no threat in letting yourself relax. If you can do that more, you will be able to uncover more of your fears.’

‘It doesn’t matter how long it takes us to move forward,’ Danny said, ‘Only do the next stage each time when you feel ready to do it. Ok?’ Jenny nodded, replied OK and gave him a smile. ‘Sit up,’ Danny said. Jenny sat up, then before he could say next, she started pulling her top off. Lying down again, she turned over onto her front. Her back was now bare apart from her bra strap.

Danny rested his hands on her head. As he started massaging, he said, ‘Tell me some more about your brother, how did you get on with him and where is he now?’

He moved down the back of her head onto her now bare shoulders. As he massaged them, she let out a couple more ‘mm’s in-between her words. Moving down her back he went from side to side immediately above her bra strap, then below it before moving on down to her waist.

Reaching her Jeans, he went up onto the material before massaging her cheeks all over. Then he went down the back of her legs to her feet.

On the way down she told him she had got on fine with her brother until about two years after her father had died. ‘I was fifteen by then and he was twenty,’ she said. ‘Then things suddenly changed between us. We kept out of each other’s way as much as possible, then a few weeks later he left home.’

‘Mum was very upset as he hadn’t told her he was going. We didn’t hear from him for months then mum got a phone call from him saying he was down south, had got a job and was sharing a flat with some other lads from work. He wouldn’t tell her why he had left without saying anything.’

‘Mum was upset for ages afterwards, especially as we hardly ever heard from him.’ As he massaged her feet Danny asked if she could put her finger on anything that happened around that time which might explain it. ‘No,’ she said, ‘I’ve tried a few times, but I can’t remember much about that time.’ ‘Ok,’ Danny said, ‘Now as I go back up, tell me about your second date with Ian.’

As she started speaking, Danny massaged her bare ankles inside her Jeans, then came back out and went up her legs. On her cheeks he gave a longer all over massage before moving onto her bare back. As his hands touched her bare skin, another ‘mm’ appeared amidst her narrative. Moving slowly up her back, Danny made sure he went side to side and covered every inch. Arriving back at her head, he massaged the top of her head, then told her to turn over.

As she turned, he thought about what she had just told him. Ian had come round to her flat for the evening. She had cooked a meal then they had watched a video he had brought. They had sat on the settee side by side to watch. Ian had his arm around her, and she was snuggled up to him.

‘We kissed a few times,’ she said, ‘Which was lovely. I began to realise I wanted to be with him all the time, I had felt so sad when he left last time. After the film had finished, I made a coffee then we kissed again. I thought he might do more than kiss, at that point I was quite ready to ask him to stay the night but after some more kissing he got up saying it was time he went. I saw him out thinking he’d gone off me, but his last words were to invite me out again a few nights later.’

Danny looked down at her. Her breasts were firm in her bra, and she didn’t seem to mind him seeing her. He rested his hands on her head ready to go down her front. As he went over her face he said, ‘Tell me about when he proposed to you.’ Moving on down over her shoulders, he massaged all over them then massaged her breasts, on the skin where he could and over her bra where he couldn’t. More ‘mms’ were heard. He moved on down her stomach and the top of her abdomen. Reaching her Jeans, he went up onto the material and massaged every inch as he moved down to her thighs then down her legs. Reaching her feet, he slipped his hands up the legs of her Jeans and massaged her ankles.

Jenny had told him that they had been out for the day about two months later. They had gone to Llandudno in North Wales and had a lovely day. They had had a meal in a hotel on the way back, then returned to her flat. She had invited him in and made a coffee. After their coffee she had cleared the cups away then as she came back into the room Ian was kneeling in the middle of the room with a ring in his hand.

‘Will you marry me?’ he said, ‘I love you and I want you to be my wife.’ ‘I was over the moon, I said yes I’d love to. He put the ring on my finger and kissed me. I felt wonderful. We stood there holding each other for ages, then I said, would you like to stop the night. He didn’t seem too keen but eventually he agreed. We went upstairs and into the bedroom.’