I of course went back to the patient.Myself: “Not to waste anymore time, I will start asking you questions again that you should remember from the w...itten test.Question 1: What is your name?”Subject: AlexMyself: Question 2: Do you masturbate daily?Subject: Yes I do.I turned the device on now and waited a few moments for the subject to get properly excited.Myself: Tell me what you normally think about.Subject: Well uh.. Normally just basic stuff like past girlfriends. I usually like to watch. Everywhere I went, different people would stare at me. Whispers of "slut mom" and "milf" followed me around. One guy showed me a picture on his phone of my mom's tits covered in Blake's cum. The school was buzzing with stories about my mother and the way she nailed my friend Blake.I was feeling sort of pissed, so I went and pulled my friend aside alone in the locker room to speak to him."Dude, you told everyone you fucked my mom?" Yeah, she really knew how to handle a cock." Seriously, man,. That was standard hygiene for all the goddesses, unless, of course, one wanted to become pregnant. Elaine knew that the day would come when she’d make love to someone special in her natural form, but that day was not yet near. And she had no idea who that special person would be.There were two passions she and Mikhail shared – sex and flying – not enough to base a lifetime relationship on, but enough for a summer or three of mad lovemaking to help pass the warm, summer days.Elaine stepped out. There is no fast fix for PTSD, anxiety, or any of the other psychological dysfunctions.After parking my bike, I headed inside and stripped and took a shower. After my shower, I put the remaining portions of my riding gear in the laundry. Later I would bag it up and set it aside for when we had a garage sale. Yeah, I may need to replace my motorcycle, if I can’t deal with the clothes I had been wearing. On the other hand, there’s that saying, “Get back on the horse (that bucked you).” I already.