"I'd been in therapy for six years. And sitting across from me, Dr. Kenneth, who demanded I call him "Jim," finally got my story. All of it. He was th... first.In prison, therapists don't stay with you very long. Jim was my fourth therapist, trying to see through to my evil ways that compelled me to rape an 18-year-old girl. My girlfriend's roommate. Coldly and without apology.He was trying to figure out if I was some kind of monster.The scene that they had heard about regarding my rape was. . "So, once I figured out who you were, I couldn't believe it. Icaught up with you in the halls, and it was like night and day. Justunbelievable. "I'm not an idiot, I could see you'd put a lot of work into this.Not just the clothes and makeup, but the way you moved, too, and the wayyou interacted with people. I watched my sister learn what to do whenshe was growing up, and frankly, it took a lot of work. You had to havedone that same work, so it wasn't just a joke or an initiation. I saw her eyes immediately look down my body to see if she could see me again as she licked her lips. I went back to my room and jacked off and came really hard thinking about Judy. I didn’t even finish reading the story that I was in the middle of. About an hour or so later, I got a shower. As I was taking care of other things after my shower, I started thinking about Judy again and my cock got completely hard again. I finished up and walked out of the bathroom, which is caddy corner to my. We chatted and laughed for about an hour as the drinks kicked in and then she asked if I danced. I said, yes, but what about your hubby? Ann said jhe doesnt dance and likes for me to have a good time. Frank assured me it was fine. So, we hit the floor for a couple of fast tunes and then a slow one came on. She was feeling really loose now from the drinks and wrapped her arms around my neck as we danced close. I couldnt help getting a hard on as she pressed against me and she commented on it.