Breakfast a few days later
By Charles Spencer, Illustration by Coco
“Well David. Is this turning out as you hoped? Are you happy with how things are going? I think we should call it your weekly therapy session so are we still on for this afternoon?”
“Oh yeah Mom, I am ready today. When will you be home? I am happy with what we are doing and I haven’t talked to any other girls about my passion since we started. Promise.”
“Good. I am glad you have kept your promise. Keep it up. Now I will leave work at 2 pm but have to get some groceries so will be home around 3pm. Have you thought of what you are going to do?”
“Yes, I have a great idea. You will wear your yoga kit again won’t you please.”
“Yoga kit it is again and nothing else, agreed, you’re the Boss.”
David was walking slowly round the hardware store from aisle to aisle. It was lunch time & he needed some supplies, some more soft cotton rope and a roll of thinner twine. Forty minutes later, he was waiting in the living room as he heard his mother’s car drive up and the door open. Going out, he helped his mother bring in the groceries then waited as she went upstairs to change. A few minutes and she stood in the doorway dressed again in her singlet & leggings.
“Well where do you want me today.?”
“You love yoga so I thought we would try some enforced yoga moves. OK? Please can you sit in the middle of the mat there.” She moved over and sat. “Now you can do a Lotus position; please pull your legs in until you are comfortable.” A couple of minutes and she sat still with her legs crossed and feet pulled right back into her lap. She laid her hands down either side and rested. She knew she could hold this position quite easily for some time & was interested in what he would do next. The answer came as he moved behind her and tied the familiar scarf over her eyes. The knot was tied down tight over her hair at the back until he was satisfied she could see nothing.
“Ah yet again I am not allowed to see what you are doing. Oh well, you’re in charge.”

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