The Sex Shrink of Seattle VOL. 4 (Sessions #4)

by Kailin Gow

  SESSIONS

  The Sex Shrink of Seattle

  VOL. 4

  Kailin Gow

  SESSIONS: The Sex Shrink of Seattle Vol. 4

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  Sessions: The Sex Shrink of Seattle series

  Dr. Simon Sessions, the Sex Shrink of Seattle, has met his match in the formidable foe and rival Ralph Bixby, the young billionaire set to marry the beautiful innocent Lina Lee, the girl Sessions seem to lose his mind over. As Bixby makes his move to destroy him, Sessions is now wondering whether his fight for Lina is worth it or is she part of Bixby's plans all along.

  In Book 4 of Sessions, there will be twists and turns that would reveal that no one is what they seem...

  SESSIONS Vol. 4 is part of the SESSIONS Series

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  Prologue

  Simon Sessions

  I ran through the lobby, creating quite a stir from the few people that were milling about it, and charged out the revolving doors, looking both ways. Where was Lina? Damn it. I had to find her and explain. There wasn’t a second to lose.

  Over to the right, a white Cadillac Escalade caught my attention, but not as much as the person standing in front of it. It was Ralph Bixby and there in his arms, was Lina. Her body was pressed against his and I could see her body shaking as he rubbed the back of her hair, offering her comfort. I’d been set up bad.

  I wanted to call out for Lina, but Ralph caught my gaze and I stared at him, wishing that I could shoot poisonous darts from my eyeballs and kill the prick. He stared at me, too, eyes gleaming with triumph and pride. I knew the look. He believed that he’d won and achieved what he set out to do. I suppose he had. Due to what Lina saw, regardless of the fact that I was set up, she’d received confirmation of what she’d thought was true of me. Damn it…this was not the way it looked. Not completely, anyway. I’d really thought Gloria had problems and that I could help her out. I never would have guessed…

  There was nothing I could do to make the situation more favorable to me at that moment without causing a scene. I breathed in and watched Ralph guide Lina into the SUV and then shut the door and walk around to get in on the driver’s side. I tried to make eye contact with her, but wasn’t certain if I had. Not only were the windows tinted, but I think Lina’s head may have been down. It made me sick to my stomach to imagine that I’d caused her any type of anxiety. It was just too much to take.

  Then Ralph drove away with his prize and the pit in my stomach turned to anger. I was seething and my mind was racing, trying to figure out what had happened and what I could do about it. Knowing what I wanted and what Lina might truthfully look for in a man, I could have kicked myself in hindsight for taking on a client like Gloria. It was trouble waiting to happen and my instincts had not alerted me to the trouble that she truly was. They always would have in the past. What was happening to me? I was changing and couldn’t figure it out. Feeling like I couldn’t trust my own judgment was maddening and irksome.

  “Wait,” I said as I walked back into the office building.

  “Pardon?” the door man asked.

  “Oh, nothing,” I said, walking past him. Great, I was talking to myself now.

  I realized that something was very wrong with what happened…in the way it played out, that is. Lina had just barged into my office, but how? Brandi should have been able to stop her. Wasn’t she at her desk? No, she had to be because I’d just ran past her when it happened. Why had she let Lina in? I was with a client, after all. There was no logical explanation for everything going down the way it had. I had to find out what was going on.

  Wanting to calm down and collect my thoughts, I took the stairs back up to my floor. So many ideas were lingering in my mind, each leading to more questions than answers. The agreement that all clients signed before I ever saw them for a consultation or appointment was quite specific and clear. All matters were confidential between us and if anyone came to me under false pretenses, I had legal recourse against them. Did Gloria come to me for a genuine problem or just because Ralph Bixby was paying for her to set me up? And Lina? She’d signed the agreement and although I never became her therapist, she still had an obligation to privacy from the talks we did have. Had Ralph planted Lina, too?

  My heart quickened. If Ralph was going to play dirty, I was going to play dirty, too. I pulled out my cell phone. “Matt, hey, it’s an emergency.”

  “What is it, Simon? What’s going on?”

  “Bixby planted a spy as a new client. Now he’s got some private stuff over me and is threatening to blackmail me with it.”

  “That sucks,” Matt said.

  “It gets worse. Lina barged into my office in the middle of it. I knew that I shouldn’t have been doing what I was, but I was really trying to help. Then it got carried away…out of control. Now Ralph has Lina believing that I’m some kind of monster—the one she expected me to be.”

  “What’s he blackmailing you with?” Matt asked.

  “To go public and shut down my business. I obviously cannot let that happen,” I replied.

  “The mighty Simon Sessions finally got ratted on and ratted on big time,” Matt said.

  “Not helping,” I commented.

  “What do you want me to do?” Matt asked. “It seems odd that it happened. Isn’t there some kind of doctor/patient confidentiality?”

  “Yes, and I’m checking on that. I don’t get it. My agreements are ironclad, but somehow...”

  “Do you think Brandi just dropped the ball?” Matt asked me.

  “She never has before. I suppose it’s possible, but that’s hard to believe. She’s been with me so long and always tried and true.”

  “Well, I don’t know how I can help with this one, Simon. Got any ideas?”

  I paused for a second. “You know what, I sure do.” I couldn’t hide my smile.

  “It sounds like a good one. I can tell you’re wearing a wicked grin, Simon.”

  “Well, let me ask you, how’s it going with your investigation of Bixby’s past lovers?”

  “Mind blowing to say the least. That guy is into some heavy kink, kind of dark, too. It’s hard to understand what he’d even want with a woman like Lina. Guys don’t just give up that stuff because they want to get married.”

  “Interesting in investigating a current pet?” I asked.

  “Who? You mean the one he sent to your office to spy on you?”

  “That’s the one. She has an addiction that I think you can easily manage in lieu of me,” I said.

  “I’m curious…go on.
”

  “She has an affinity for sucking on large cocks…for long periods of time.”

  “Seriously? What’s considered a long period of time?” Matt asked me.

  “Three, four hours,” I said.

  “Damn, you’re one lucky son of a bitch, you know that?”

  “I would have said yes once upon a time, but today, I’m not so sure, Matt.”

  “Well, whatever. I love being your wing man. Count me in.”

  “I’m almost back into my office. I’ll text you over her information.”

  “I’ll eagerly await it,” Matt said to me.

  We hung up and I was within two steps of the door to my office suite. I breathed in and walked in.

  Chapter 1

  I walked back into my office, a composed face on, and some serious hostility hidden underneath it. Then I saw a box on top of Brandi’s desk and she was packing her things up. “There’s no need to pack up, Brandi,” I said, suddenly feeling bad that she jumped to the conclusion that I’d fire her.

  She looked at me, but didn’t say a word. “I just need to figure out what’s going on. I’m not sure why you did it…why you let Lina bust through my office doors during a session. You know better. What’s going on? Why are you so off lately?”

  “I…uh…I don’t know,” Brandi mumbled. She was staring at me now, eyes wide open and watching me cautiously.

  I walked back behind her desk and looked for both Lina and Gloria’s files, both which happened to be on top of her desk. I opened each one up, looking for the confidentiality form, but I couldn’t find it. There was just standard information and their questionnaires. “Where are Ms. Sanz’s and Ms. Lee’s confidentiality forms, Brandi?”

  She didn’t answer so I continued on. “You’ve always gotten those for each patient in the past and I’ve always trusted that you did what you were supposed to. Was I wrong to do that?”

  “They were there,” she said quietly to me. “I must have misplaced them.”

  That statement made the anger grow again and this time I couldn’t hide it. “Misplace them?” I repeated. “I trust you to handle these things like a professional. You know that a confidentiality form is common practice for any therapist, much less one with my specialty. I know you’re not telling me something. What is going on?”

  Brandi walked up to me, making it so I was pinned behind her desk. “I’m sorry, Simon. I’ll do better, but with Lina…something snapped inside of me. I can’t even explain it.”

  “What do you mean?” I asked.

  “Don’t play coy with me, Simon. It’s clear that you have a thing for her. You don’t treat her like the other patients, do you?”

  “What?” I asked. I was buying a second of time. Was I that obvious?

  “She’s not just another client to you, isn’t she?” Brandi said to me. She was standing so close that her breasts were gently pressing against my chest and I could feel her heart beating beneath them. She put a hand on my collar, like she was removing a piece of lint and continued talking. “All the other women, they’re clients. You would have no desire to have an outside of the office relationship with them, but Lina is different. It’s obvious that you care for her and care what she thinks of you.”

  “I care what all my clients think of me,” I said.

  “She’s not really a client, though. You’ve never touched her or helped her the way you help most of the others,” Brandi said.

  How would she know? That made me uncomfortable. Did she spy on me? Did Lina talk with her? What was happening? Before I could ask, Brandi leaned in and tried to kiss me. I turned my head in a knick of time. “Why are you doing this?” I asked.

  “Seeing the way you looked at her and how you thought of her, really cared for her, just unsettled me. Something snapped.”

  Brandi wrapped her arms around my waist and stared at me. “I couldn’t let you treat her differently than the others.” Then she tried to kiss me again.

  “Why would you care?”

  “You’re not a stupid man, Simon, don’t play dumb,” Brandi said.

  My eyes widened. I had no idea that Brandi thought about me in any way other than her friend, her boss. “Stop, Brandi. This isn’t going to happen.”

  She ignored my words and continued to pour out her emotions, which was highly awkward to me. “It’s been years that this has been happening inside of me. Dreaming about having hot sex with you and seeing what it’s really like, releasing myself through fantasizing about you. I want the real thing, Simon. I can’t help it, but I do. I know you’d love it. I’d treat you good, too.”

  “Oh, Brandi,” I said, removing her hands from my waist and holding them in mine. “Please, don’t. I don’t feel the same way. You’re my friend, like a sister to me, and you are someone I rely on in the office. I need you to be neutral.”

  Brandi looked hurt. “I always thought that. That’s why I never made a move.”

  “But Brandi, it’s more than that. I cannot have you sabotaging my practice by not performing the duties I expect of you. It could lead to…” I didn’t finish my thoughts because Brandi pressed herself into me and did kiss me. Her lips were on mine and she was thrusting her tongue into me, trying to get me to play along. Only I couldn’t…I didn’t feel a thing for her in a physical sense, only shock at how this was all transpiring today. It was just another reason that it was such a bizarre day.

  Her hand traveled down to my pants and she unzipped them, stroking my cock in her hand, but it didn’t get hard. I remained still, like a statue, not reacting to her touch and hoping that lack of response would tell her what she needed to know. It was only when she went down to her knees and tried to stick my dick in her mouth that I stopped her. I moved around her and zipped my pants up as I left the area behind her desk. “No, I can’t let you do this. I’m sorry, Brandi, but I don’t feel the same way. I don’t want to violate any last remaining friendship feelings we have for each other, but either you remain professional here or…”

  That caught her attention. Brandi stood up and straightened her dress. “Ralph was right. You are a selfish, unfeeling, womanizing prick. I quit. And if you want to get a hold of me, I’ll be working across the street for Bixby Holdings.”

  I felt like I’d been punched in the gut. What a betrayal, and from Brandi, whom I’d known and trusted for so long. Without her professionalism, I really didn’t feel that my practice could have been successful. Now…I was finding out she had a different side to her.

  “That’s what you get for not noticing me as a woman, Sessions.” Brandi said to me, grabbing the box and putting her last few possessions in there. “And for the record, as a professional, I did get those confidentiality agreements. They’re right over there.” She pointed to a stack of papers at the end of the desk near the paper shredder.

  My eyes bulged out. Why would they be there? “Were you going to shred all of those?” I asked incredulously. That Benedict Arnold! “Good thing I didn’t kiss you back because you clearly were set on betraying me first and foremost. It’s not my fault I don’t feel the same way you do and even if I did,, do you think that’s how a solid relationship would start? With you betraying me? After all this time and seeing the troubled marriages and relationships come through my door, you still don’t get it, do you? Playing manipulative games with someone you care about will only get you burned. It’ll backfire every time, rest assured. So, I’m glad you’re leaving and I’m a little wiser for it. Goodbye, Brandi, take care.”

  Brandi opened her mouth to say something, but decided against it. She shut it and looked at me, revealing guilt, maybe regret. Then she walked out.

  Only after Brandi was gone, could I begin processing what had just happened. It was another shocking twist in my day and I was stunned by it. “Didn’t see that one coming, but…”

  I walked behind the desk and started to shuffle through all the paperwork and located all the confidentiality agreements for my current client list. It gave me some relief, but I
was still edgy and nervous. What was I up against? And, who could I trust?

  I sat down on the couch in the reception area. It was the first time I’d ever sat on it and it was surprisingly comfortable. Then I pulled out my phone. There was only one other person equipped to help me with my Ralph Bixby problem.

  “Hello, Kilmar? Yes, it’s me, Simon. It’s been a long time. How are you?”

  “Very well, what’s going on, Simon?”

  “I need your help with something. I’ve had a few breaches in my practice and I need you to look into them.” I gave him a few names and then added in the common link that I believe existed between all of them. “These people all have connections to one person, I believe. Ralph Bixby.”