I could hear their voices. I couldn’t eat properly and sleep was a stranger. Tired. So tired. I wanted to sleep for a lifetime and leave all my trou...les behind. My mother took me to her doctor. He referred me to a specialist. Mr. Specialist called it clinical depression. Up to today, I cannot understand why doctors prescribe all these huge tablets to someone who doesn’t want to live, and call it treatment. I just don’t get it. I called Marvin’s mom. She asked me to come and look for her. I. She fronded and laid them on the bed then she reached back behind her and unzipped her dress and let it fall to the floor. She was standing there in a sheer bra and panties I couldn’t believe my eyes, I could see everything , and said “now pay attention”, and showed my how to roll one leg of the pantyhose up and pull then on her leg, then the other, and pull the panty part up over her hips, she said “see it is easy, all girls know how to put them on”, she then pulled then down and off, pulling. I am 5’11 inches tall with a muscular body having 90 kgs weight. After puberty hit me, I always jacked off imaging my sister. Whenever we used to play, I grabbed her by the back and rubbed my dick on her sexy and sluttish ass. I used to enjoy it and she never said anything. Also during sleepovers, we used to sleep together. She always wore shorts and loose t-shirts to sleep. I used to hug her tightly from both front and back. I even used to keep my hands on her boobs. But I was afraid to go. He went online, googled each of them, and found one who seemed to have the knowledge and capabilities to help Jeffrey. He called and made an appointment.It was both difficult and easy for Jeffrey to explain to the therapist what he needed. He was ashamed but at the same time hopeful that he would lose his debilitating obsession with the size of his penis. The problem he had was that he knew that he was actually rather normal. But that did not change his psychological fears and inhibitions..