<a class="link link--internal" href="http://bluemoonroleplaying.com/forums/showthread.php?tid=64132&amp;pid=1632801&amp;mode=threaded">TC</a>could sense Kaige opening up ever so slightly to him.  It was there for a moment and then it was gone again.  It was something, a start at least.  He retrieved his knife once again but didn't give it to her right away.  Instead he stepped up behind her and reached his arms around her, pressing against her firm ass as she worked on the rabbit.<b>"I don't think he is quite done yet."</b>He told her, his voice soft as his mouth was just above her left ear.<b> "How about we trim here and here?  Not much burned, it looks pretty good so far" </b>He merely used the knife as a pointer before surrendering it to her by opening his hand so she could take it from him.  He kept his words supportive and encouraging.<br/><br/>Once his hands were free he brought them together over Kaige's stomach just below her ribs, pulling her just slightly back and into him.  His arousal pressed into her lower back, leaving no doubt to his physical response to her.  He left her otherwise unmolested to finish her work on the rabbit, hopefully to return it to the coals for a bit more cooking.  He didn't release her though once she was done but kept her close.  He had found sometimes a simple physical connection could mean so much between two people.<b>"Now why don't we keep our eyes on dinner, while you tell me why you <i>think</i> you are here?"</b>He nuzzled into her hair, inhaling deeply, she smelled of the outdoors he loved so much and something different that he couldn't quite put his finger on but it was rather pleasant.<br/><br/>Sure it was a job and he had been trained to use psychology to help people with their problems (and to do some rather unhelpful things as well) but he genuinely wanted to help this girl.  He had no idea what she had been through, parents weren't always honest, especially when they were part of the problem.  Unlike most conventional counselors though, sex was definitely not off limts, and TC was almost certain it would be a key ingredient in making progress, even if it meant they would have burnt rabbit from time to time.  Only when she began to open up to him, would he return his hands, both hands this time, to her firm young breasts.