to keep this part of your life a secret, but Becky will thank you in the long run. If you're not comfortable with keeping it a secret, you can take the approach I always prefer, and just communicate with her. Tell Becky that you’re doing it so you can learn to please her better, and she should accept that. Tell her you respect the fact that she doesn't like the idea of you masturbating to other women, so you’re asking her to send you videos or pictures of herself. Ultimately, this could spice things up for you two. But, Becky isn't here, and you know her better than I do, so you’ll have to make a choice on which way to pursue this. I, for one, think communication is always the best way to go.
“At the end of the day, Sean, it’s vitally important that you remember the golden rule,” I say. Now it’s my turn to lean forward onto my elbows to drive my point home.
“What’s the golden rule?” Sean asks. After beating back the shock I feel at Sean not knowing this, I answer.
“It’s simple—nice guys finish last,” I say. “To put it in more relatable terms—you should never allow yourself to come before your woman does.”
14
~ Malcolm ~
Today’s session was a good one. I find myself more and more impressed with how open-minded Sean Tillman is, and by the end of today’s session, I felt like Sean would certainly succeed in his quest to please his girlfriend.
It’d be easier to gauge their situation if Sean would've brought Becky to therapy with him instead of choosing to keep his treatment a secret, but we’re making good progress considering the dynamics.
I know there's a social stigma regarding people who go to therapy, and I wish there wasn't. Human beings are social creatures, so we all need to talk to other people. If there wasn't such judgement attached to therapy, more people would be willing to come and receive the treatment they need, instead of bottling things up and letting it fester inside of them. It only hurts feelings and relationships, and sometimes comes out in the form of violence. In my opinion, more people should be seeking therapy, not less.
Secrecy aside, Sean is making strides after only two sessions. If he can bring himself to masturbate, he’ll find that his stamina will increase, which will go a long way to fulfilling his goals with Becky. After today’s session, I think Sean is going to do whatever needs to be done to keep Becky from giving up on him, even if that’s not what she’s actually about to do.
After a long day in the office, including a particularly difficult session after Sean’s, I come home and take a shower. I don't like sitting on my couch knowing I’m not completely clean and free of the day’s sweat and stress. Once I’m feeling and smelling good, I fill up a crystal tumbler with ice and vodka, and sit in front of my fireplace. It’s just one of those days where you want to relax more than you want to do anything else, so when my phone chimes, I don't even think to look at it at first. Five minutes goes by with me sitting here with Black Panther playing on my seventy-five-inch TV, before the phone goes off again. After a sigh, I reluctantly glance down at the screen.
Ava: I miss you.
Usually, I’d snatch up the phone and punch in a response, telling Ava to get over here as fast as she can. Today, however, I’m not in the mood. Sometimes a strong drink and the satisfying heat and crackle of a fireplace is all you need and all you're in the mood for. I take another swig of my drink and give my attention back to King T’Challa and the rest of the people in Wakanda. After just a couple of minutes, though, my phone chimes again.
Ava: Are you home? I wish to please you, my king.
I let out a sigh of annoyance before picking up the phone and formulating a response that I hope will end the conversation in a hurry.
Me: Today’s not a good day. I’ll contact you soon. Tomorrow, maybe.
After I press send, I place the phone on the arm of the seat, but before I can pull my fingers away, Ava responds.
Ava: Bad day? I can make you feel better. Can I come over?
My response is immediate, and so are Ava’s.
Me: Let’s just call it a