ELENA WATCHED THE GIRLS RELAX further and further into their seats and continued.

'I want you to become aware of your hands. With your mind's eye feel your way around and through them, until you are intimate with them.'

LOI FELT THE TINY HAIRS on the back of her hands prickle when she traced over the skin in her mind, the creases and cracks, even the roughened edges of her nails. She focused her mind on them until she could see how the nails were woven together. ...