Valorie tilted her head. Had she done something wrong? Many would have been thrilled, and she often provided other services any normal therapist wouldn’t offer.
“I do not know what rules you are referring to. I often provide sex therapy for those who feel the need to break a habit and need a distraction, or would like a way to destress. I am originally part WR400, so I am aware of some sex programs, but I do not have all Traci files available to me. Anyways, I digress— No, it is not against rules to do this, but if I have made you uncomfortable, then I apologize. You just were making that action with your hands, so I suppose I misunderstood. I am very sorry if I upset you, Leo.”
She was genuine despite the clinical machine like way of her speech. Valorie would never purposely make someone uncomfortable. Many had found her well endowed chest an interest, and she’d often be held while someone either held or gently groped her breasts, so she assumed now was no different. Though perhaps she’d crossed a line she didn’t realize was there.
“Shit, are you serious?” Leo’s jaw dropped and he stared at her with wide doe eyes. He didn’t even realize that sex therapy was a legal thing. But when Valorie apologized, Leo quickly shook his head and leaned forward on the edge of his bed.
“Well, no, it’s not that I was uncomfortable,” he quickly explained. “I just...” Leo’s voice grew timid and he mumbled the rest. “I didn’t want to get you in trouble or anything. I honestly think you’re really hot and kind of can’t stop thinking about you, ever since our first session. I just didn’t want to come onto you ‘cause I was afraid you’d get mad at me for it and leave.”