Whilst I had not been ?castrated by God? which Freud believed all womenfelt for a time in their childhood, I had been ?castrated? by something.Did I f...el penis envy?It was all so acute but I couldn?t get past the fact though thateverything I had used to define myself, as a self aware psychiatrist,could be brought back to two base elements. Wealth, power, confidence,righteousness, entitlement, privilege were all constructs of the factthat I was both a man, and a Doctor.Mr Black had taken those. One of her hands was at my hip, the other flat between my shoulder blades. I tentatively moved mine to her waist, stroking the plush sides of her stomach, encouraged by her soft groan and roll of her hips. Her eyes met mine as the hand at my back moved down to unfasten my bra, and she slowly, teasingly, slid the straps from my shoulders. My full breasts were now exposed and her head bowed to kiss and suck one, then the other, of my nipples, casting the bra aside. Raised on tiptoes she kissed me. But the woman played with me. She made me cum.My mom laughed, "Oh sure, it had nothing to do with the cock in yourmouth. "I started to tear up. "Being gay is nothing to be ashamed of sweetie." But I like Girls, I protested.Okay sweetie, you like girls. By the way, did the sultan come in yourmouth? I could only sheepishly nod, and she smiled and said, "And I betyou swallowed his cum."As I sat there humiliated and embarrassed, my mom made notes in her book.Although I asked many times, she never. I was terrified. I thought she will complain to my uncle and I would be ashamed to face my family again. I waited and she came back after 5 min with coffee tray in her hand. She looked at me and said “I just spoke to your uncle I was in shock but she smiled and said that I confirmed with your uncle and he will be reporting to his duty tomorrow at 9 AM so I should come to their house by 10 AM sharply.On listening this I just smooched her. She moved away toward the door and peeked outside to see.