of my mouth. After I screamed as loud as I could, he heard a group running down the beach and took off.”
“Thank God.” Diana heaved her relief. “I hear way too many date-rape stories that don’t end as well as yours.”
“Gee, that’s reassuring.”
“I know the experience spooked you, Hannah, but you’re not dealing with testosterone-crazed teenagers any longer. Most men respect a woman’s right to refuse sex.”
“I know. I want men to notice me. I’m really not afraid of being attacked again. I mean, Eric never actually hurt me.”
“Maybe not physically. But he did traumatize you and probably left you with a subconscious fear. It’s probably why you’re uncomfortable around men you’re sexually attracted to. In the past, our patriarchal society taught us females were responsible for controlling men’s libidos. If a woman didn’t hide her feminine attributes she was considered a tease or a slut.”
Her grandfather had certainly had that attitude toward Candace posing nude.
“Deep down, I think you may have bought into that archaic lie and feel a little guilty. Especially after that boy kept saying you wanted it—or worse, insinuated you asked for it. Letting him see how well-endowed you were, was not an invitation to be molested.”
Hannah shrugged. “Maybe I do feel a little responsible.” She was definitely plagued by shame over her body’s response to her sexual assault.
“Regardless of what a woman wears, no still means no , Hannah. You don’t need to be self-conscious of your figure and sex appeal. Women pay plastic surgeons millions of dollars each year to make their bodies look exactly like yours.”
“Well, they’re crazy.” She cupped her breasts and lifted them. “Why any woman would want all this hanging on her chest is a mystery to me.”
“Have you considered reduction surgery?”
“A hundred times. But I can’t really afford it. My breasts aren’t quite large enough to cause any real physical problem, so the insurance company considers it cosmetic surgery.”
“So, if that’s not an option, we need to make you see what everyone else sees—that your breasts are lush and sexy. You have a beautiful, voluptuous body any man would have to be blind not to appreciate. Letting the world see how physically attractive you are does not make you immoral or a tease. Now, I want you to lie down and let your body go completely limp.”
In a calm soothing monotone, Diana guided her through a session of relaxation exercises, concentrating on each individual muscle group. When Hannah felt as if she were floating, Diana told her to imagine she was descending a long set of stairs to the basement of her subconscious.
“We’re going to dump all those negative memories and criticisms from your past into a giant trash can and slam the lid on it. From now on, you’ll only think about those things when you consciously decide to.”
Hannah mentally heaved all her hurts and embarrassment into the trash.
“Now that you’ve rid yourself of all your shame, you can feel proud of the curvy figure nature gave you. Envision yourself naked in a room of mirrors. Slowly turn around and study yourself from every angle. Look at your body the way you would a work of art in a museum.”
She pictured herself as a marble nude statue of Aphrodite. Almost as if Diana could read her thoughts, she continued, “But unlike a woman of cold hard stone, you’re soft and warm. Notice how beautiful your lush form is. From now on, you’ll take pride in your full breasts and tiny waist.
“Revel in the power your shape has over the opposite sex. Enjoy your femininity. You have no reason to feel self-conscious or guilty about making yourself attractive to men. You’re free to enjoy the attention they’ll pay you when you expose your figure to the world. You have no reason to squash your sexual desire. You’ll let yourself experience the ecstasy in a man’s touch and the pleasure his body can give