YES DOCTOR 💛 || pjm ✔︎

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I was sitting in my therapist office. It was another appointment that I had to schedule immediately. Maybe there's something wrong with me, I honestly feel like giving up men forever.

I'm 21 and had several boyfriends in the past. None of them satisfy me, like I've never had an orgasm from a man, I don't even get excited with them. I slept with two out of the six boyfriends I've had and they couldn't even make me cum.

I honestly regretted losing my virginity and the other four? Didn't even excite me when we kissed. I'm laying down on the black leather couch pouring out my inner thoughts to my therapist telling him that I'm on the verge of giving men up.

Last month I went to a party with my bestfriend Tiara and we accidentally slept together, but I loved it nonetheless. I know that she's gay and my drunk self let her kiss me and pleasure my body in ways a man has never have. I had my first orgasm from a girl.

"So do you feel a connection with her?" He asked.

"I mean I don't know.. don't get me wrong, she's gorgeous but.. I've known her since I was nine." I sighed resting my hands on my stomach with my legs crossed like I'm laying in my casket. "I know my time is almost up." I acknowledge while sitting up.

"Don't worry about the time, I'm here on a Sunday for you." I slightly smiled before he continued. "What are you going to do about Anthony?"

"What do you mean?"

"No disrespect, but you basically cheated on him with your bestfriend." I sighed nodding my head.

"I have to break up with him." he nodded his head sitting his pad face down and pen down.

"Good, I think you glow better single." He smiled. I was trying to register the fact that my hot therapist complimented me.

"T-thank you Dr. Park."

"No matter how many times I tell you, you don't have to be so formal on weekends you're going to do it anyways huh?"

"Yes doctor." he scoffed while smirking.

"Okay Lia, I'll see you for our usual, Tuesday." He chuckled.

"Yes Doctor." I smiled while grabbing my bag and walking out. I went to my car, about to unlock it until my phone chimed. It was a message from Anthony, he wants to take me to dinner tonight.

I guess tonight is the night I need to tell him before this relationship escalated further. I've try telling myself, give him a chance. Maybe he could be the one but unfortunately I have not been happy or rather interested these five months.

Not even he could stop me from seeing my therapist of two and a half years. And believe it or not, he was my longest relationship. I quickly drove home and dress in a sexy but elegant way.

I think a nice, tight, figure hugging, strapless, navy blue dress will do. It reaches about two and half inches below my knee. I even straightened my natural curly hair for tonight because a little detailed I left out is him being rich so I know the restaurant will be full of straight hair snobs that spend way to much money on fish eggs.

As it gets closer to the time I finally showered and dressed, settling for my navy blue 6-inch heels with the heels, diamond embroidered.

With four minutes to spare, I walk outside, clutch and keys in hand, only to find a limo waiting outside for me. Just as I'm walking down the stairs, Anthony steps out and holds the door open for me.

"What's the special occasion" I asked, while looking at the pearly white limousine.

"We've been together for almost six months now, I wanted to spoil you considering I've been swamped with work all week." I nodded while crawling inside, him following.