Hypnotherapy

‘No, you don’t. You were given a sponge bath every day.’ Austyn stood up, went into the en suite bathroom and came out a while later, holding a washtub filled with warm water. He held a fresh bar of soap in his right hand and made another trip to carry a stack of clean towels. ‘Roll over.’ ‘What?’ Austyn set down the washtub on a bedside chair. ‘You said you wanted to take a shower, right?’ ‘I can do it myself.’ Kira was mortified. ‘No, you can’t. Just roll over. It’s not like I haven’t given you a bath before.’ Austyn placed a towel on either side of Kira to prevent the bed from getting wet. He helped her remove the hospital gown, covered her with a big, thick towel, scrubbed a towel wetted in soapy water over her face, chest and arms. He used a second washcloth, dipped in clean water, to rinse away the soap before patting her skin dry. Kira felt embarrassed and…pampered. She imagined this was how Jennie and Joshua felt when she was bathing them. Austyn made three more trips to the ba