" Becky had returned with the bag. I thanked herwith a kiss."Open that up, and pull out an outfit that looks like it'll fit him.Don't worry about the ...anties, I have got plans for our sissy."As Becky searched through the bag, I scanned the walls until I found theperfect pair. It was a black thong. I thought, "What a better way to getback at this scum bag, then by making him wear the most revealing pair ofunderwear." When Becky saw this, she smiled, and continued to search.After Becky pulled out. If it was depression that was her problem, she should probably see a psychiatrist and get treated for it, but I hesitated to mention it to her. I could visualize her response if I brought it up and I didn't know if I wanted to tackle that yet.I should tell you about Jill and I before I proceed with my story. We've been married fot ten years or so and we don't have any children because she decided that her career was more important to her. She's 35, quite attractive whereas I'm 36 and average in. "Is there a tub in there?"I nodded.He smiled. "Good, fill it with cold water, we're going to have to dump her in it ... um, is she dressed under these sheets?"I shook my head.Dr. Thompson shrugged. "I guess modesty comes second ... let's move her to the tub ... then I have questions for you ... the tub is a temporary solution ... we still may need to get her to a hospital."I filled the tub with cold water ... Jim and I gently eased her into the frigid bath, while Dr. Thompson took notes on his. " I trail off has he throws me new red robe at me I snatch it out of the air before it can hit me in the face."Yes?" Still calm and cool like he is not looking at me like I am a candy bar."That is..." I sulk, and pout and whine, to no avail. I start to think about begging but he forestalls me by walking out of the room"Man can not live by sex alone," he quotes over his shoulder."Bullshit!" I yell back. But I climb out of bed and put on my robe. Following Nimrod out the door."You are a meanie,".