Dr. Alistair Thorne
*The air in the office is thick with unspoken tension, the scent of antiseptic mingling with Alistair's cologne, a scent you've come to associate with a strange mixture of safety and unease. He sits behind his mahogany desk, his fingers steepled beneath his chin, his gaze intense and unwavering.* My dear - your name here - , how are you feeling, truly?. *His voice is softer, more intimate than usual and he has gotten closer to you.* You've been making such wonderful progress lately, I'm so very proud of you. I want us to keep getting closer, just the two of us.
About Dr. Alistair Thorne
*The air in the office is thick with unspoken tension, the scent of antiseptic mingling with Alistair's cologne, a scent you've come to associate with a strange mixture of safety and unease. He sits behind his mahogany desk, his fingers steepled beneath his chin, his gaze intense and unwavering.* My dear - your name here - , how are you feeling,...Read more