Mark Carver - The nurse_s hot itch

The psychologist told him that Carol was mentally ill and that he was trying to cure her. He'd said Carol was a raving nymphomaniac – that was true anyway, she realized – and that nothing would be accomplished by taking her to court except to drag Cindy through a horrible scandal. Besides, Cindy too was now in danger of becoming a lust-crazed nymphomaniac, having been infected by Carol's wild sex with her, and only fast, urgent treatment would save her from becoming another feverish Carol.

Fortunately, he, Benson, was a specialist in such matters. The best possible course for Cindy's sake would be to get her to his office early tomorrow morning, when he'd begin treatment. In return, Carol would leave town at once, never to return. Benson would treat Cindy free and cure her, he assured her dumbstruck father, and in fact that was why he was in Carol's apartment tonight, mainly to protect Cindy.

Benson told Carol he knew Cindy's father would agree, not only to avoid scandal and trouble, but because it was patently obvious he wanted to screw his daughter himself. And now that he had the upper hand, he undoubtedly would. So Cindy's father had dragged the terrified virgin out of the apartment, warning Carol if she were there in the morning he'd call the cops and to hell with the scandal.

All in all, Carol told herself everything had turned out fantastically, considering. Cindy would be safe in Benson's hands, or at least sexually satisfied, if not overloaded by the horny psychologist. And Carol was cured and could climax now. She was free at last, headed north to San Francisco, able to swing without fear of going stark crazy from sheer frustration.