There's a first time for everything... As a follow-up to chelation therapy, I had another colonic scheduled today. The procedure was the same as on Wednesday, except that "Gina" mentioned that this time, we would need to use greater volumes of water than before.
Seemingly in compensation, Gina was much more slow and tender with her palpating. I could also feel the warmth of the water more intensely, with the greater volume. I enjoyed this one more.
But to my surprise (and hers), I actually did start feeling something that "wasn't supposed to happen"... about an hour into the 90-minute procedure, I suddenly felt warm wetness on my left hip, and asked her, "Is it possible that I'm leaking?"
Gina looked surprised but said, "It's possible." She lifted the sheet, and found that I was indeed, leaking. The pad under my hips, my left side and even the sheet were wet... it seems something had shifted. (And no, I did *not* do it on purpose.)
Though the wetness was almost entirely water, I thought she might clean me (just like old times!), but no such luck. She just asked me if my shirt had gotten wet (it hadn't), so she guided the equipment back into place and we continued.
Our conversation was much more relaxed this time, talking about relationships, people's attitudes toward the human body, and more. At the end, after I got up, went to the loo to clean up and dress, and came back, I couldn't resist telling her that I'd really appreciated the gentle way in which she'd worked with me and let me know what was happening at every step, and that I thought she was a wonderful person. She smiled and said, "I feel the same way about you," and gave me a big hug before I left.
What I *didn't* tell her is that she also has a very sensual mouth, and that when she'd bent over me so many times, kneading my upper and lower belly, I'd had such a strong urge to kiss her... Never would have, but even the thought made me happy.