Chapter four 《 Orgasms - sex therapist》

Being sexy is a mindset not a body type.

Your sexiness is about how you feel, not how you look. And believe me 'feeling sexy can be as simple as walking straight, head high and a smile on your face'

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|VELVETTE |

I opened my eyes reluctantly, my blurry vision clearing slowly to reveal the face of Mum hovering over me in concern.

The sunlight peaked through the Windows piercing my eyes with a sharp vigor.

I covered my eyes with my hand and begrudgingly got up from the bed on wobbly legs.

Mum was by my side in a second, helping me to maintain my balance.

Glitter, my adopted Sister went over and adjusted the curtains. I murmured a silent gratitude.

"I want to pee," I answered after Mum gave me a questioning look.

"Oh dear," she cried out and guided me to the bathroom to go about my business.

Mum seated me carefully on the bed after my visit to the bathroom.

The tension was palpable, as if they were waiting for me to wake up so they could bombard me with questions.

My assumption was correct because I could sense Mum's fear. Steve's anxiousness. Nick's anger. Anna's uncomfortableness. Glitz tears, always the emotional doll and Kally's annoyance. I knew that expression well, the kind that meant she's- gonna-get-it-from-me. Whoever that person might be, he/she should be looking for a hideout by now because an angry Kally is a scary one.

Even my little nephew was quiet than his usual cheery self.

They should stop giving me that self degradably pitiful expressions, I'm not bedridden or something.

The silence was getting depressing,

"Have I acquired a life shortening cancer?"

I asked and they shook their heads in response.

"Do I have an infectious disease. maybe I've grown horns. A vampire natured animal?" I asked in a confused yet amused tone and brushed my hands through my hair to add effect.

Again they shook their heads.

"Then why are you staring at me like I've transformed into a zombie with a bird nest on it's head!" I screamed agitated with their blunt responses.

The action caused my head to stir in pain, I closed my eyes and took in a deep breath.

In no time, Mum was by my side with concern evident on her face.

"Vel, what really happened?" Kally questioned.

My mind drifted off to the blurry face of a man with the most beautiful majestic ocean blue eyes I've ever seen.

My skin crawled with tingling, pleasuring sensation at just the thought of his eyes.

who's this mysterious man?

I cleared my throat,

"I remember having a verbal assault with Tsiffany near the pool, I said something offensive to her so the next thing I knew I was fighting for my dear life in the swimming pool. I thought I was really gonna die but then an unfamiliar man rescued me.

I couldn't make out his face because my vision was blur."

Their gasps of shock were heard all over the room.

"Did you see the man Kally?" Mum asked and she shook her head.

"Nope, after I was done with conversation. I looked all over the place for her fiery little ass but I didn't find her. I was on my way to the bar when I spotted Tsiff, I had this unsettling feeling that she knew her whereabouts so I asked her. She gave a wicked chuckle and replied 'she's kissing the pool'. Panic chipped in because I knew of her unfriendliness with water. I rushed to the pool side but she was already lieing at the edge unconscious with no traces of a man."

My brother Nick's face contorted in anger, his fist clenched to his sides. He looked like he wanted to murder someone. My brother and his overprotectiveness.

"That's it, I'm getting you a bodyguard."

Mum's stern voice alerted my already on edge mind.

"Whats! no fucking way. I'd never want scary men following me around like lost puppies intimidating people. They're not exactly ugly, are they? I can take very good care of myself." I challenged.

"Language young lady." Mum scolded.

I made an effort to convince her otherwise, I cried, I screamed, I pouted, I gave her pleading puppy eyes, I even got angry but her expression gave nothing away.

I'm- not- gonna- change- my- mind- young- lady kind of expression.

Darn it!

I stared pleadingly at my brother to say something, he just shrugged.

"Mum's right, besides you're in dire need of protection, what if the man you claimed saved your life was a stalker?"

"I agree with her," Karen, my sister in law chimed in for the first since we started the conversation.

I sighed in defeat, "I guess majority carries the vote." I finally conceded.

My brother Nick was still fuming in anger, it did hit him hard. After all, who would want to lose his adorable little sister.

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Dinner was warming and welcoming, everyone was in relief for my well being.

We were seated around the dinning table, Mum sat next to the empty chair which we believe my father's spirit still resides.

Mum is a stunning woman, even at fifty five she looked young and energetic with her short pure diamond hair with freckles of grey hair. She's blessed with hazel eyes, dark pink lips and a short and curvy body. I inherited my hair from her.

Mum, Mrs. Genevieve Macmillan, as she likes to be called works as a sex therapist but spend some of her leisure time watching over the companies' affairs.

It's quite disheartening to talk about your sex life with my Mum, you'll be swimming in the mud of embarrassment by the time she's done with you.

I remember a certain time Kalinda came to my Mum for a relationship (sex related) lecture, I tried to convince her to go somewhere else but Kalinda being Kalinda neglected my words.

Why did I even bother, a determined Kalinda is like a woman in love, you can do nothing to change her mind.

It turned out she had a fair share of Mum's scrutiny. At the end she forged an urgent escape.

"How many times do you masturbate in a day? It can lower stress and help you relax. Having an orgasm releases endorphins- feel good chemicals in your brain. Orgasms can be a natural painkiller and even help with period cramps. You must do it more often. At least three times a day." She can go on and on.

Geez Mum...