Excerpt- Virginia Templeton Stories – Every Man Wants Her
Nicholas began to write notes. All thoughts of him having a
conversation with his patient were off the board for now. He was so busy
picturing the details that he couldn’t really concentrate. He was so far away
from where he should be ethically that he stopped himself, took a breath, and
then continued with his notes.
Virginia took full advantage of the moment, as she quickly
scooted off his desk and proceeded to strut around the office. “Wow, Doc, when
did you get that picture-perfect plant?” She didn’t actually give a shit about
the plant on the floor; she just wanted Nicholas to enjoy the view as she
leaned down to touch it. “Follow me, Doc.” Bending down even lower, she spread
her legs, once again exposing her lace-covered bottom. Then, just as quickly as
she had lowered herself, she stood up, turned around, and smiled beautifully.
“You know, Nick, you’re such a bore. You just sit there and
write and write and write. Come on. Say something. Do you ever answer your
patients, or do you like to totally piss them off? If that was your intention,
it worked. You win. I’m totally pissed off.”
Nicholas could sense her anger boiling over, and watched in
anticipation that Virginia might actually be feeling something. She was just
about to explode; he knew it, but chose not to stop it from happening.
Sometimes that was all a patient needed to break through the barriers they’d
surrounded themselves with. He also had to keep reminding himself of what was ethical.
He was in danger of crossing the line, and he knew it. He hoped his feelings
weren’t transparent to Virginia.
“I hate boring men,” she continued, as she paraded around
the room. “My father was boring. He rarely talked, and he never smiled. You can
write that in your little notebook. My father was a piece of shit―a
mean, selfish asshole. He never talked to me or treated me like his daughter.
He had no love in him; that’s what my mother used to say. He had no soul, and I
didn’t even cry when he killed himself. It was no loss to anyone. There are two
things I hate in men. A man who doesn’t smile, and a man who acts like he’s
better than me.”
Nicholas glanced down at his watch, realizing that Virginia
was getting more agitated. There was usually a moment during her treatments
that pushed her to the top. The moment varied, but the pattern always repeated.
“Is my time up?” she asked. “Even if it’s not, it’s time for
me to go. We’re getting nowhere today. As a matter of fact, I think today will
be my last visit. I don’t need to be here. Time is money. Face it, Nick, you
can’t help me. No one can.”
Nicholas decided it was now or never. “Virginia, sit down
and stop pacing. Let’s go with what you just said. You do want me to help you,
don’t you?”
“No, I don’t think so. How would you feel if you were seven
years old and your father pulled out a gun and pointed it at your mother? Then
shot her, took the same damn gun and shot himself in the head while his
daughter watched? I watched that! What kind of a person does that to his
child?” She was quite proud of herself for once again coming up with a good
story. “What makes it worse was my phony foster parents stuck me in the attic
with ten other kids. Sometimes I looked around the attic and wondered how my
life could ever be anything but dreadful and confusing. There were days when I
didn’t even feel human.” Oh, she was so good at this.
“Okay, Virginia. Now that you have told me what happened to
you, and you think I bought it, let’s begin all over again. Every time you come
here, you tell me a different story. This time, tell me the truth. Then maybe,
just maybe, I can help you.”
“Fuck you, Nick!” she growled. “That was the truth.”
“Okay, then. Tell me how and why you married a man you
didn’t love.”
Virginia began to laugh. “You don’t really think I come here
for your advice. Do you? I come here because my asshole husband makes me come
here. He won’t give me my fair share in the divorce unless I agree to have some
therapy. He wants to ease his conscience. He’s afraid he’ll look bad if I go
off the deep end, and he doesn’t want any headlines. A man like Slater puts
himself before anyone.”
Nicholas returned to his desk, which served as his safety
net. He could sense Virginia was getting quite angry, and wasn’t sure if he should
push during this session. Usually, that only infuriated her more, causing her
to tell more lies.
“Okay, Nick. Since we’re having this nice little chat, let
me tell you what I think. My husband wants to fix me and set me free. Women
like me don’t get fixed. We like men, sex, and booze. We drink for fun and fuck
like crazy. What’s so wrong with that? If it feels good, why not? I hate to
think that being in love is enough for anyone.”
After thinking for a moment, Nick figured it was time to
talk. “Believe it or not, love is enough for many people. One day, you will be
in love, and maybe that will be enough for you too.”
“Oh, really? Are you in love with your wife? Do you even
have a wife? I don’t know anything about you, other than I want to fuck you. And
I think you want to fuck me. I don’t do normal, and I don’t think you do
either. Or let me put it another way. You might do normal, but you don’t really
like normal.”
Nicholas was on his way to understanding her convoluted view
of what she was all about. He didn’t soften just yet, but he was on his way. He
didn’t want to compromise, but he was a man. Virginia had gotten to him even
with all his armor; she knew how to dig deep. He was very close to giving in to
his fantasy, and she knew she had finally penetrated into his soul. It was, she
thought, her moment.
Game on! She was euphoric. “I bet if you let me get you in
the sack, we would be born again as one. If you allowed me to slowly undress
you, button by button, and then gently massage every morsel of your being. My
lips would embrace that cock of yours and you, my dear doctor, would never be
the same. I promise you that! I can take you on a journey that will totally
overwhelm you, and you will be mine forever, or for as long as I want you.” A
sultry smile spread across her face.
Virginia found herself moving as close to Nicholas as she
possibly could. She could barely breathe. Her breasts pressed against his
chest, she could feel his hardness against her. He didn’t feel like other men.
He was distant and completely disconnected from her. To her surprise, he showed
no reaction. He just stared at her in silence.
Being this close to a man who seemed to feel nothing was
quite disturbing to her ego. Every man she knew would have reacted quite
differently. Although, she was excited by the challenge he presented. She
straightened her shoulders, not allowing herself to be weak.
Nicholas wanted to forget that he was her doctor and instead
take her in his arms. He was uncertain how long he could resist, but he knew
there would be no turning back once he gave in. He stepped back, putting some
distance between them.
His rejection angered Virginia. “You’re not the right doctor
for me. Tell me why you took my case. Your practice was full, but you added me
to your patient load. Did you really think you could help me?”
“Yes, of course I thought I could help you.”
“Then why the fuck aren’t you helping me?” she spat.
“Because you don’t want help. You have repeatedly told me
one lie after another. I can’t perform miracles.”
“Screw you, Nick. Screw you. I don’t like to waste time and
today, as usual, I am wasting my time. The only thing left is for us to go to
bed together. I know you want me, I can tell. But you can’t do it if you’re my
doctor.”
“Virginia, sit your ass down. I’m your doctor, not your
lover. Why would you think that I want to go to bed with you?” His patience was
wearing thin.
“Because every man wants me,” she purred, again closing the
distance between them. Reaching for his belt, she began to slowly lower his
zipper. “You want me and I know it.”
“Virginia, you need to leave. Now. As of this very moment,
my services as a doctor are over.”
Virginia backed off. “You don’t mean that.”
“Oh, but I do. Watch this.”
Nicholas wrote on his notepad, “Virginia Templeton’s
sessions have ended as of July 9.” He signed the paperwork to make it official,
then pointed to the door.
“You need to leave right now.”
Virginia strolled out of the office, not looking back. She
refused to let Nicholas see the tears in her eyes. He had won, and she hated
that.
Nicholas took several deep breaths, relieved to have
resisted her very tempting offer. Their sessions had ended, and only time would
tell if he would miss her. If he was honest with himself at that moment,
though, he was disappointed at the thought of never seeing her again.
