Ellen didn’t even crack a smile. She keyed open a door and I stepped inside a tiny apartment. ‘Hello,’ said a friendly voice. ‘Timmy, this is... my mother, Mabel,’ Ellen said. ‘Mabel, this is Timmy.’ ‘I’ve heard a lot about you,’ Mabel grinned. ‘My daughter seems to dote on you.’ ‘I think she’s pretty special,’ I replied, handing Mabel the food I had brought. ‘Or was that pretty and special?’ Ellen blushed. ‘Is your husband working late?’ I politely inquired, directing my gaze to Mabel. Ellen. You're smart enough," he smiled down at me. "You can be anything you like, Princess."I was lying on the sofa with my head on his lap with my legs curled up, tucked inside my big t-shirt so that it stretched even more. I liked it like that and this was the way we'd watched movies together for as long as I could remember."Yeah, but it sounds hard," I frowned a little. We were watching City of Angels, with Meg Ryan. It was one of my favorite movies, even though I always cried when I watched. "Thank you, please have yourself a seat."I pleasantly grin and present my white sofa to her."Thank you."She took her festive coat off and folded it over her arm before sitting down.I felt jealous seeing the white couch cushion contort and get swallowed up under her big gorgeous plump butt as she sat all her weight down on it. I've never wanted to be a seat so bad in my life!"Let me take that for you."I smiled, holding my hand out for her coat."Thanks."She smiled back at me, handing me her. We were invited to stay still for a few moments. Come back to our own space, our own body, our own skin. And then a single candle was lit and, through the shadow and flickering light, I saw the most beautiful, joyous, array of naked bodies entwined, alone, standing, lying, just holding hands, or seated in calm. I will have that image in my head for a long long time, and it will sustain me until I can return for another session with K and explore further.After a break we settled down in.