nvisages himself, where he wants to be. It took
you walking out on him to make him take this form of
therapy seriously. He realizes that his goal is a loving
relationship with you. It’s that simple, and that’s what
we’re working on now. Of course there are obstacles—
his haphephobia for one.”
Oh jeez . . . his what? I gasp.
“I’m sorry. I mean his fear of being touched,” Dr.
Flynn says, shaking his head as if scolding himself. “Which
I’m sure you’re aware of.”
I flush and nod. Oh that!
“He has a morbid self-abhorrence. I’m sure that comes
as no surprise to you. And of course there’s the
parasomnia . . . um—night terrors, sorry, to the
layperson.”
I blink at him, trying to absorb all these long words. I
know about all of this. But Flynn hasn’t mentioned my
central concern.
“But he’s a sadist. Surely, as such, he has needs which
I can’t fulfill.”
Dr. Flynn actually rolls his eyes, and his mouth presses
into a hard line. “That’s no longer recognized as a
psychiatric term. I don’t know how many times I ha一ve told
him that. It’s not even classified as a paraphilia any more,
not since the nineties.”
Dr. Flynn has lost me again. I blink at him. He smiles
kindly at me.
“This is a pet peeve of mine.” He shakes his head.
“Christian just thinks the worst of any given situation. It’s
part of his self-abhorrence. Of course, there’s such a thing
as sexual sadism, but it’s not a disease; it’s a lifestyle
choice. And if it’s practiced in a safe, sane relationship
between consenting adults, then it’s a nonissue. My
understanding is that Christian has conducted all of his
BDSM relationships in this manner. You’re the first lover
who hasn’t consented, so he’s not willing to do it.”
Lover!
“But surely it’s not that simple.”
“Why not?” Dr. Flynn shrugs good-naturedly.
“Well . . . the reasons he does it.”
“Ana, that’s the point. In terms of solution-focused
therapy, it is that simple. Christian wants to be with you. In
order to do that, he needs to forego the more extreme
aspects of that
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