I was in Louise's office for my bi-weekly therapy session. I'd been seeing her for a year, was $10,000 poorer, and not sure my self-inflicted problems were getting any better. Therapy guilt was growing. You know, the guilt that says you are an affluent, well educated woman who should be doing something more important with your time and money than talking to...
"To put things simply, Dr. Smith, Rubymoon is a private asylum. From time to time wealthy patrons find it necessary to have one or more persons committed in a strict inpatient environment without the need to unnecessarily involve or burden either the legal or medical system. This is where we come in. For a fee that reflects both our discretion and the rarity...
Nurse Agnes' method was not the right therapy for me. It was fun at the time, but afterward I felt even lousier than before. I needed Nancy's style of treatment. It was only a few days later when I called again. "Hello, I need to make an appointment with Nurse Nancy, please." "Certainly sir," the secretary responded. "Nurse Nancy's next availability is th...
House sitting for my fiancé was supposed to be a nice way to ingratiate myself with her and get back into her good graces. Nothing I could do seemed to make her happy, including the way I jumped to do her favors, took care of her dog, and was generally supportive. No matter my efforts she looked at me with suspicion and doubt. That's why I spent much of the...
Georgia Leveaux, a beautiful blonde Charlestonian loves weekends, especially after her 50 hour work week. She likes to let go, run on the beach, dance with friends, and flirt with the cities available men, which seemed to be diminishing in number. Georgia had been running for 25 of her 26 years. She didn't know what went wrong. As she was running along Cha...
"All right, Heather. The tape recorder is on. Start whenever you like." "Okay. Are you sure this is necessary, Doctor?" Other than the pleated tartan skirt bunched up around her waist, pearls, jewelry, and the red stockings and high heels, Heather lay nude on the exam table with Dr. Steele at one side and his nurse at on the other. "Think back on our disc...
Nikki's wild about it now In Nikki's first story, painful memories about sex led to becoming a Guest of the Practice. It was another significant change in her sheltered life. Naive about sex at 30 and about to marry, a painful teenaged sexual experience became a fading memory in her second story. Doctor Love and Maddisyn continue Nikki's sexual awakening an...
A helping hand Kara looked in disbelief at the sight before her. It was only a glance, but it was enough. The patient, Logan, hid the evidence with the bed sheet, but Kara saw the outline of his cock underneath. What a cock! The sight intrigued her. "Hi! I'm Kara, your new nurse. How's everything feeling today?" It looked to her that everything was feeli...
This is a parody... It is not real Aisha Tyler had given up television work and went to medical school. She got a degree in Sexual Therapy because she not only loved sex, but she loved helping others get as much pleasure from it as she does. She opened up a practice in Brentwood in West LA. She was looking through some records and daydreaming about the gang...
****This is a story about love. Please let me know what you think...and if you want the sex, you'll have to stick around... ;)**** * * * * * Alexis stepped into the smell of sickness. She couldn't stand walking into the hospital, down the corridor and up to the second floor every week because of it. Although, she didn't exactly walk. She hobbled. Three...