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afraid to ask you. A lot of men feel that way. The best way for you to bring it up is to surprise him.”
    Ezzy touched a lock of my hair. I knew what she was doing. It was her magical way of getting into my thoughts.
    “Poor girl, he’s not keeping up with your witch’s sexual appetite. Is he? Why, I’ll bet he’s already started telling you he’s too tired for sex, or it’s been a long day. If he’s saying those things, he really means sack time has become boring.”
    Ezzy’s words smacked me square in the face. Just like that, she confirmed my worst fear.
    Brad was getting bored with our nightly sexy time? It truly pained me. Why wouldn’t he want me every single night? That was the moment I started to seriously consider Ezzy’s advice. “Surprise him? Are you sure? What do I say? ‘Hey, Brad, put on this horse bridle. Bend over, big boy. I’m going to handcuff you to the bedrail. Surprise! I’ve got me a giant rubber Mickey, and it’s going right through the back door, Boyo’. Ha! I believe I’d never see him again.”
    “If you’re not sure how to discuss these things with your partner, but really want to take your intimacy and trust to the next level, what you need is a certified intimacy therapist.”
    “Certified, you say? A therapist? I wouldn’t even know where to find a…” Ezzy’s fingers pressed against my lips, silencing me.
    Producing a small card from her purse, she took her hand away. “Please. I happen to be fully qualified. I even have a business card.” She placed the card in my hand and I promptly read it out loud.
    “What’s this? Good for one free twenty-four ounce coffee at Rachel’s Coffee Coven, Downtown Salem? I don’t see how…”
    “Give me that. Here, this one.” Ezzy replaced the tattered coffee club card with a professional looking business card.
    I looked at the new card. “I guess if you have a business card, you must be official.”
    “One hundred percent legit. Could I be anything less, Gertie?”
    I read her business card out loud:
    Kinky Hex, LLC.
    Esmeralda Warren
    Level Nine Witch in Spells & Potions
    Certified Dominatrix
    Intimacy Therapist and Sex Surrogate
    Call Witches Union Local 1313 to schedule an appointment.
    “Like the name says, Kinky Hex. So, are you ready to thrust your love life into high gear?” Ezzy asked, her eyes still strangely glazed.
    Bizarrely enough, everything Ezzy said about this refined and cultured wild sex got me excited about the possibilities. “This is weird to say, but all of a sudden, I am. Yes! I really am! How do we start? What exactly does an Intimacy Specialist do anyway?”
    “Think of me as a coach. I’ll come over and we’ll have a talk. Maybe go over some equipment. I’ll coach both of you on what to do. Explain a few techniques and let you try them out. That’s all. Really, it’s a way to open doors of communication so you and your lover can easily discuss any intimacy issues.”
    I pictured the three of us in the parlor having a very modern adult conversation. I was convinced it would be good for us, my inhibitions drifted away and my heart pumped intensely. “I think you’re right, Ezzy, let’s do it.”
    Ezzy giggled, nearly to the point of cackling. “I’ll give you a call sometime, we can talk about it a little more. Anyway, we should be heading back soon. Marie will be one pissed off witch if I don’t get that ghost tour wrapped up.”
    We returned to the sidewalk and I read the lettering on the awning of a nearby café. “Rachel’s Coffee Coven. Your favorite place, Ezzy. Do you have time for tea at least?”
    “I always have time for tea.”

Chapter 6
    Forced Confession
    A beautiful floral china tea set floated through the café door. It flawlessly navigated its way through the small tables, chairs, and umbrellas clustered together on the sidewalk.
    “Now, that’s my kind of flying saucer,” I joked, watching the tea set gently land on our table.
    Ezzy thoughtfully stirred her tea