Jessica: How are you doing? I apologize for making you see that. Dr.Jonson: Don't be concerned about me; I'm OK. I leaned back on the bed and closed my eyes, attempting to clear my mind. What if David had arrived home five minutes later? He'd have caught Carl and me together. Carl penetrating me from behind as I was leaned over the edge of the sofa, I imagined us with our trousers down about our ankles.

The sight made me shudder.

What was wrong with me, Jesus? David was in pain, and all I could think about was his father and how I wished we hadn't had to come to...