Rise of Red Comet, Chapter 4, The Draggo Lesson
He sat in a chair and said to the therapist, "so, what's going on today?" "a follow up." "alright. by the way, i think i'll prefer being more draconic." the therapist pointed at him and asked, "you are sure sure?" "yes, i am."
Stretching Serling
The massage therapist's voice spoke softly over the gentle music, wind chimes and a deep xylophone of some sort playing over the sound of falling rain against leaves.
Drink Me
What sort of therapist should be listened to who wouldn't be willing to take his own advice about matters such as these, yes?
Alone.
But what made him rage about them, was that no one, not even the therapists, or his family themselves, had any kind of thought that the violence was something that could not be made without something that enrages him.
Chp) 11. My brother's Choice
"there's no way i woulda' thought your therapist would let us get away with that! he's really awesome leon!"
Pulling a Double
Sometimes when dave or some of the other massage therapists he knew within the spa were tending to him, serling would chat with them while he was capable of doing so.
Meeting the Competition
Being instructed in how she could dress down to her comfort level, and left to get comfortable until her massage therapist arrived.
Stranger in the Rain: A New Place
I am seeing a therapist again. i wish it was doctor jay, but he passed away. my new therapist says i should write down my emotions again. so i decided to use you journal, on the side at least. it's been 2 weeks since he left.
Loving and Lusting for My Brother Chapter 4
"oh i remember her, she was my first therapist. she really creeped me out," denver said. "why?" i asked. "her voice was so cold and she never smiled. i always felt so uncomfortable around her.
Beli'Eve' - Chapter 17
Something in her mind had always made her think that a therapist office would be cold and void of color. that and that there would be some monotone, unrelatable old lady that sat across from her.
A Vixen's confession; another Gray Muzzle story
The vixen lay down on the couch, back to the therapist. nothing unusual- many patients preferred not to look at the therapist, particularly when they were discussing more sensitive topics. looking over, the doctor took a glance in the mirror.
Horny Jail
Even more perplexing than that was, after a good 40 minutes into this first session, the therapist offered something he truly couldn't wrap his head around. "horny jail? you're kidding right?"