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The Shrink

She had the voice of the South. Very beautiful. She listened to me with her pretty legs.
I tried to answer him the most objectively. But my goal was still to skip it. She spoke little,
I did not speak.
Sessions in silence. She knew my intentions …
She was certainly waiting for me to get tired.
Generally it was only in the last quarter of an hour that I decided to make the session profitable.
To put me to the test, she was wearing more and more sexy outfits.
His first question was:
– Why a guy like you do porn?
– What’s a guy like me? … Egocentric … Perverse … Not a revenge, a story told, a danger to find.
The fear. I like fear. I had lost it. I found it.
The Man advances only in fear.