exercise as she recounts the story. He tells her to lay her head on the back of the chair and close her eyes, and to focus on nothing but her words as she speaks. Jane does as she's told. Dr. Bishop lays his hand on her shoulder, offering her words of support as he continues to stroke his hard dick with his other hand. After a moment, Jane speaks. 'We started kissing, and he...took off my shirt, and then...I just did it cause I felt like...I had to,' Jane says, her voice quivering with emotion. Abruptly he pulls his cock away and efficiently puts his dick back into his pants, zipping up as he says 'That can be enough for now, Jane. Please open your eyes.'

Jane opens her eyes and turns in her chair to look at him. He leans on the edge of his desk, smiling kindly. 'Take a deep breath, I know that was hard, but you're safe,' Dr. Bishop says. Jane exhales loudly, trying to steady herself after reliving the memory. The doctor remarks this was clearly an incredibly painful and traumatic experience, and in admitting what occurred that night, she has already made significant progress, he says. He is more convinced than ever that that night is the source of her phobia and he now feels comfortable recommending an appropriate course of treatment, Dr. Bishop says. 'Are you familiar with 'Exposure Therapy'?', he asks.

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Jane shakes her head. No, she doesn't know what that is. He will explain, he says. 'Exposure therapy is the practice of exposing someone to what they fear the most, demystifying the fear and thus removing it. You have been afraid of sex ever since that experience, so what exposure therapy means for you is that you need to have sex once more, to face that fear, and to overcome it. I believe that this is the only suitable course of action for you,' Dr. Bishop says smoothly. Jane's eyes go wide and her lip begins to tremble. No, no, no, she can't do that, she WON'T do that, she can't just will herself to have sex with some guy!, Jane stammers frantically, clearly terrified at the very thought of it. 'Oh please do not misunderstand me, I'm not suggesting that you engage in some sordid 'one-night-stand'. Exposure therapy must be administered very carefully and under the supervision of a professional, thus I am recommending that I be the one to...administer your therapy,' Dr. Bishop says confidently and matter-of-factly. Jane's jaw drops. 'You want ME to...with YOU?! Are you crazy?? No way,' Jane exclaims.

Dr. Bishop moves towards her. He smiles down coldly. 'I do not take this lightly and only recommend this because I truly believe that this is the correct treatment, but let me be very clear: if you do not want to do this, which is, of course, your right...' at this Dr. Bishop lays a hand firmly on her shoulder. She flinches a bit, but his grip is tight. He continues speaking. 'I'd only see one possible future for you: you would walk out of this office and resolve that you will fix your problem on your own. And maybe you will have some progress at first, but you will eventually revert back to all your old fears, all your old phobias, and you will live the rest of your life terrified. You will not be able to maintain relationships or experience any sort of closeness and ultimately any true pleasure. Before you even realize it, your life will be over. You will die alone, with no one by your side. And that future, for you or for any of my patients? That is MY greatest fear,' Dr. Bishop says. Jane looks confused, wrestling with what he has just told her. 'You can't know that this is what's going to happen!' Jane says, almost pleads. He has been a psychiatrist for almost 15 years and his experience tells him that this is exactly what will happen, he says patiently. 'Don't you want to be happy?' he asks. Jane still seems uncertain but looks up at him with a hopefulness, as if to say: please, please help me. 'Ok, if you promise that it will help me,' she says softly and reluctantly.

Dr. Bishop asks Jane to stand up and face him. Mentioning that any sexual encounter

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