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approximately his own age. She was well-preserved, even at her age, and I stood still a moment to enjoy the view of her uplifted legs.
    There was a loud squeal, then Jervis sat upright, his cock dangling in a sort of bent, pitiful way. As I stared, it partially deflated and was well on its way to becoming road kill. The lady in question pushed herself back and struggled to sit up, pulling a blouse over herself and tucking her head. Her breasts were bountiful, if a bit wrinkled from too many trips to the tanning bed. Her hair was an unnatural shade of red and it looked like she was due for a touch up at the salon. In my mind, I named her Jervis’ Jezebel. She went to great lengths to not look at me.
    “How dare you!” Jervis spat.
    I lingered just a moment longer, grinned and shut the door behind myself as I headed to my office. Letting myself in the door, I locked it securely and pulled a freshly laundered quilt from the closet. We kept a few on hand for the more traumatic confessions — it seemed to help. I wondered if I should offer Jervis’ Jezebel one right about now.
    I chose the longer of the two sofas and had just curled up when I heard the front door close. Smiling, I dropped off to sleep.

C HAPTER E IGHT
    Auggie
    M other seemed satisfied that any crisis at the therapist’s office would be averted, although I think it was a newer affair of excitement that captured her immediate attention. I won’t say I wasn’t glad.
    She wasn’t being forthcoming, but I could tell she had things on her mind and this allowed me to come and go without explanation which was something I detested.
    I dressed casually and headed to town for some diversion. There was a new restaurant on my side of town and a long, leisurely lunch seemed like a good idea.
    I’d just settled into a booth when a voice behind me spoke up. “Miss Auggie,” it acknowledged in a sultry tone.
    I swung around and found the obstetrician a/k/a mocking therapist from Jervis’ office. He was sitting with his back to me or I would have seen him and chosen another booth.
    “Hello,” I said in a non-committal voice and turned around. I refused to look his way, even as I got up from the booth to make a salad at the buffet. When I sat back down, however, I couldn’t help but overhear him talking on his phone.
    “Yes, I agree. I know he’s coming home this weekend, but I thought we’d talked about this. We said if he came home and still hadn’t lost any weight, you were going to leave him and come to live with me. Remember? He’s a slob, Margaret, c’mon. He should be wearing a D cup. Anyway, you said he couldn’t get it up at all and you deserve to have a real man. Hell, if it makes you feel better, we can call it therapy and send him a bill. How about it? Why don’t you just come over tonight and pack a big bag. Plan to stay a while.” He continued to repeat his invitation a couple of more times and then said his goodbyes.
    I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. This doctor spoke to his patients that way? Surely to God, he was breaking every oath he ever took and was committing insurance fraud to boot! I had to report this to someone. Where should I begin? I kept my eyes down as he stood, left a tip and prepared to leave. As he passed my table, he tapped two fingers twice on the surface while he pocketed his money clip with the other hand. The symbolism was just too much!
    I couldn’t even finish lunch, I was so angry. I jumped into my car and tore off down the road toward home. A patrol car was sitting on a side street and ripped out after me. I hadn’t gotten two blocks before his lights came on.
    Pulling over, I prepared for the interrogation by pulling out my license, proof of insurance and registration. The officer strolled toward my baby blue Mercedes, tipping his hat back as he came closer. I rolled down the window and waited.
    As it happened, I knew him. Todd Green and I had gone to high school together. We went through the formalities