“I just feel bad that so many people have it so rough. I mean that’s also why I kind of wanted an underbed as my emotional support companion. Seeing how bad it is overseas where it’s been around longer. Then even here when you hear about the stories all over the news. I just wanted to be able to give a little back.” Sara said.
Jordan couldn’t believe Sara of all people suffered from depression. She always seemed so happy. However, that could be the medicine and treatment plan at work, but in the time he had spent with her post-Smallera, it didn’t seem like she was the type of person to be depressed. He always had heard don’t judge a book by its cover. This was the first time he had seen that in action.
What troubled Jordan the most was the connotations that this had. If he was considered her emotional support person. Any way Emily or Daniela had of legally freeing him was that much harder. As Sara not only had the documentation to prove he was hers. She now could say that he was also her emotional support person and needed him.
Dr. Evans and Sara continued their session while Jordan struggled to follow along. He knew that he should as the information seemed important. However, the more Sara massaged and stroked Jordan the harder he had to fight his own body. While it did feel good he didn’t want Sara to know how relaxing this was. How powerless his body became against it. He could feel the tension and stress of his own muscles fade as Sara continued her session.
“So here is all the paperwork for Body Hottie here to be my emotional support companion. I mean he shouldn’t have the same issues most support animals do being he is an underbred. But, just to keep everything official you know.” Sara said. “It doesn’t look like this guy has any complaints. He looks pretty tuckered out.” Sara said as Jordan napped on her stomach while she continued to massage and stroke his body.
“Sure, I will sign off on my parts and get it sent over today for processing. I’m sure in a few weeks you will get back the official documents.” Dr. Evans said “And that looks like our time today. I will see you again in a couple weeks at our usual time.” The doctor said standing up and walking with Sara towards the door.
Jordan started to wake as the hot humid air hit him in the face. He blinked several times as the bright sunlight continued to beat down on everything. He was already looking forward to the air conditioning of the car as Sara opened the door and immediately started the car. Jordan was blasted with the cold air from the vents as she held him in her left hand as she scrolled through her playlist looking for a song.
“See that wasn’t so bad. Now we just have to go to the doctor’s, then grab Steph, and then pick up Dayton at five. She’s at dance class right now.” Sara said running through the schedule with Jordan. He knew better than to say anything about the schedule as he didn’t have any control over it. He especially hated the Dayton part.
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