The Art of Psycho Therapy...

Nudity

"Scarlet Johanson?" Muzzy answered his door.
The famous actress stood in the doorway nude.
"Please come in." Muzzy made some hot cocoa.
"It's 36 degrees outside." Muzzy gave Scarlet his bed robe.
He was wearing a gray t-shirt and boxers.

"I was only outside for a few minutes," Scarlet sipped the cocoa.
"Hmm. You're not pulling a Bill Cosby on me?."
Muzzy sipped his cocoa, "That's not my style."
"Well, you have written many erotic stories about me," Scarlet glared.
"Because you are sexy," Muzzy rocked in his Lazy Boy.

Scarlet sat like a Budha on the couch.
"A woman is not a toy. She is an avatar."
Muzzy reclined as he pondered Scarlet's words.
"An avatar can be a spirit guide or demon,"
His reply is met with silence.

Scarlet rose from the couch and straddled Muzzy's lap.
She began to grind slowly on him.
"Does this make you happy?" she queried.
Muzzy coughed, "Of course, are you happy too?"
"I think you have issues with powerful women," she replied.

Muzzy slipped his lady in Scarlet's honey pot.
"Now who has the upper hand?" he retorted.
Scarlet gave a million-dollar smile.
"The women always outlast the man."
Muzzy sipped some cocoa, "I get mine."

Reflections~Love is more than a one-off.

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