I proudly flexed my teen muscles, showing her who the man of the house was, at least for today.Me: "Mom, if you know what's good for you, you will get...flat on your back, with those fantastic legs spread. You started this, and now I am going to finish it! I am going to fuck the holy shit out of you; you are going to accept all my saved up sperm. It is going to fill your insides, cover your outside, and fill up your bath tub. It's hammer time."I got between those legs, something I had dreamed. We need someone right this moment. The Tyson Twins walked out of the studio and we have no one to replace them."He cleared his throat. "For the present, what we need is a filler program to take their place. We will offer you a one-week booking to see how you go over with our listeners. After that, we might perhaps talk about a contract if you click. We must speak to your agent." I am my own agent," she answered. "If we can't come to an agreement, I'll have my husband Jimmy come over and deal. Indeed, visions of dancing untildawn in a long sequined evening gown flowed through my mind. Even atthat moment I could picture myself doing it. What really happened,however, was something much more mundane. I went downstairs, and mademyself some lunch. It was such a simple thing, but the doing of simplethings that day affirmed and validated the woman that I had become. Thespectacular is usually done by a character in a dream, but the mundaneis done by real people every day. I was indeed real. The key is not to use a destructive behavior to cope. Alcoholism, drug abuse, and serial infidelity are all responses to the pressure of being a doctor, with death being just one of the bigger causes of stress and depression.”“Lovely,” I said.“I told you that doctors had the highest rates of divorce and substance abuse. I think you’re starting to see why.”“Yeah,” I sighed.“What can we do for you, Tiger?”“Just love me,” I sighed.“That we can easily do!” Jessica said, taking my hand and leading.