Author: Brian Schnabel

“Wow! I think my husband has achieved a whole new level of… Oh my! Yes! You are so… Thank you. Oh yes!”

“Oh my!” Julia exclaimed softly. “You’ve really gotten good at getting into my dreams. Now… Why don’t you bring your body over here and cash the check you just telepathically wrote?”

“Brian! Wake up damn it! Please wake up! I know you wouldn’t ever do that! Come on you! Wake up!”

“Hey you it’s time to roll out of… Oh no. Not today. That bitch can… Just stay here for a few minutes, ok? Whatever you might here… Just wait for me, ok?”

“The way you brush my hair with your hands… It just goes right through me. Of course, everything you do kind of goes right through me. I truly am blessed,” Julia said softly yet warmly.

“You look peaceful. You clearly didn’t have a fun time with Shannon in your session yesterday morning but… You look good. And… Um… In case I forgot to mention it before going to bed last night… My car has never looked better. Thank you.”

“Ignore it, Babe. They’ll work it out. Relax,” I recall Julia saying as we lay in bed at our Newtonian Gardens apartment last night suddenly listening to yelling that was coming from someplace nearby.

“Oh Yeah! My silver tongued devil is definitely in the house! Yes! Oh Yes! My God Brian! You’re good!”

“You got Zelle working I see!” Julia called from her study. She then came to my study doorway saying, “I hope you didn’t hurt your hand on the desk,” she added warmly. “Why don’t we go outside for a few minutes and get some air?”

“There’s my man,” Julia breathed when her eyes opened. “You carried me to bed and everything last night you sweet thing. You really do know how to care for a pretty girl. Thank you.”

“Baby, please stop for a minute? You’re shaking like crazy and covered in sweat.”

“You’re up a bit early, Babe. Are you feeling a bit anxious about the appointment?” I felt hands gently come to rest on my shoulders as Julia spoke the first words I heard today.

I went to bed last night and pretty much died on the spot, barely feeling Julia slip into bed next to me. A short while later… I was vaguely aware of what was happening between us, Julia having initiated a rather brief yet pleasant interlude. I then woke again this morning with Julia’s nose inches from my own as she laughed throatily at my confused look, her finally saying, “This is real. Yes.”

Just when I didn’t think my stress level could have gotten any higher… Well… It did. Some things have turned out ok in the moment. But other things will never be ok. It can’t be real. “It just can’t possibly be real.”

Warmth… Strong feminine arms connected to powerful hands with a tender touch… An athletic hard body… Soft silky skin and beautiful long hair… The smell of fruit and other soothing aromas that kind of put me in mind of a tropical beach… Sweet kisses and other body motions that clearly conveyed the intention to sensually soothe… That is what I remember most about the past few days.

“So what do you think of my friend, Cassidy?” Julia asked me this question while we were showering before bed this evening, Julia snagging me to join them for a quick lunch in the hospital cafeteria this afternoon. Some folks do have a short lunch break for sure, “But we had fun anyway!”