The Psychologist
by M.C.
A beautiful female psychologist helps a man cure his macho chauvinistic attitude.


The large, well built C.E.O. sat in her chair and looked up at the man
standing before her. " Mr. Williams," she began, making no attempt to hide her
disgust," we have a policy in this company regarding how employees treat their
co-workers. What you do on your own time is your own business but, while
you're here, you're expected to follow the rules. But you seem to believe
that the rules here don't apply to you and people have been complaining about
it."

" I have absolutely no idea what you're referring to Ms. Jordan," he replied
with a smug smile on his face.

" Oh I think you do Mr. Williams; in fact, I'm sure you do. But just so there
won't be any misunderstandings between us, I'm referring to the way you treat
the female employees in this corporation. Your secretary, the other women in
the office, the mail girls, even the waitresses down in the cafeteria -
they all complain about the way you treat them. We're a public company and the
last thing our stockholders want to see is a sexual harassment lawsuit filed
against us. But beyond that, it's simply wrong for you - as a man - to treat
women in such a condescending manner. You've been warned about this several
times now and you've chosen to ignore those warnings. As the C.E.O. of this
company, I simply can not  tolerate this kind of behavior any longer. I'll
expect you to have your desk cleared out by this afternoon."

The smug smile suddenly disappeared from Larry Williams'  face and was
replaced by a look of shock and disbelief. " You...you can't fire me Ms.
Jordan...you just can't."

" I can and I have, Mr. Williams.

" But I'm one of the most productive employees in the entire corporation. My
sales figures always rank among the highest year after year. I'll be difficult
to replace if you fire me." The truth was, the  30 year-old bachelor was much
more concerned with how he'd be able to meet the payments for the expensive
Condo he'd just bought; not to mention the Lexus SUV he purchased the previous
year.

" It's true Mr. Williams, you are a very productive worker and replacing you
will not be easy. But, as I said before, I don't like your attitude towards
women. It's outdated, chauvinistic and is having  an adverse affect on the
morale of this company. I will not tolerate it any more. I'm afraid I'm going
to have to let you go."

" But I can change Ms. Jordan, honestly I can."

" I'm very sorry Mr. Williams, but I really don't believe that you're
capable of changing your attitude; an attitude you've probably had since
adolescence."

" Please Ms. Jordan, just give me one more chance."

Claire Jordan paused for a few moments and gazed up at the now desperate man
standing on the other side of her desk. He was indeed a valuable employee, a
high achiever, but she did have her standards and his antagonistic behavior
towards females was indeed adversely affecting the morale of the company.
Claire thought it over for a few more minutes; perhaps there was another way
out of this dilemma." I'll tell you what Mr. Williams, I am going to give you
another chance ( the look of relief was clearly written all over his face)
but on one condition; you're going to see a therapist about this problem of
yours."

" My problem ? "

" Yes Mr. Williams, your problem. This macho ego power trip that you seem to
be on which makes you want to dominate all the females you come into contact
with. I'm going to make an appointment for you to see the psychologist that we
work with. In fact, I want you to go today."

" A psychologist ? Anyone who goes to see a psychologist needs to have their
head examined."

Claire was not amused by Larry's riposte." Let me put it to you this way, Mr.
Williams. Either you go to see the psychologist this afternoon, or tomorrow
you'll be walking the pavement. Do I make myself clear ? "

" Yes Ms. Jordan," Larry said, resigned to the fact that in order to keep his
lucrative job he had no other choice but to comply. " You've made yourself
perfectly clear."

She wrote down a name and address on a piece of paper and handed it to him."
I'm going to make your appointment for 3 p.m. this afternoon, and I wouldn't
be late if I were you. Good day, Mr. Williams."

3:15 that afternoon...

" You're late," the attractive woman said as Larry Williams entered her
office." You were supposed to be here at 3 p.m. sharp."

" Look doc, I had a lot of important things to finish before getting to this
silly meeting. I don't really want to be here anyway; psychologists are for
crazy people. It's just that my boss insisted that I come so here I am. Let's
get this over with, O.K. ? "

Dr. Shannon Thomas looked over the rims of her glasses at the arrogant man who
just said this. He appeared to be about six-feet two inches tall and weighed
around 200 pounds; six inches taller and maybe fifty pounds heavier than she."
First of all Mr. Williams, it's Doctor Thomas but in the interests of
intimacy, you can call me Shannon. And second, I was led to believe that if
you didn't come here today you'd be fired from your place of employment. So
you're not really doing me a favor by being here. As I understand it, we have
a problem to work on Larry; so I suggest we get down to business."

" That suits me just fine doc...err Shannon. The sooner we get this
bullshit out of the way, the better. Do you want me to lie down on the couch
?  That's how you psychologist people do things, isn't it ? "

Shannon sighed." The couch won't be necessary just yet Larry; perhaps a little
bit later. We'll see how it goes. You can sit on this chair for the time
being; facing me."

He sat down on the chair. " O.K. Shannon, where do we begin ? "

" Well, let's begin at the beginning, shall we ?  Tell me about your
relationship with your parents ? "

As soon as she said this Larry cringed; she had obviously struck a raw nerve.
He got to his feet and yelled," that's none of your God Damn business
lady. That's strictly personal."

" But how do you expect me to help you with your problem if you won't open up
and talk to me about it ? "

" Problem ? What fucking problem ? What the hell is it with you women anyway ?
Whenever you women get a little bit of power, you think you can just boss us
guys around...like that bitch I work for," ( in his anger, Larry failed to
notice the change taking place in Shannon after he said this). It's all just
bullshit. We're the stronger sex, the ones chosen by evolution to be the
hunters, the providers. All this women's liberation crap is just that...crap !
"

By now, the five-foot eight inch, 150 pound woman had risen to her feet. While
Larry was rambling on about how he felt men were chosen to rule over
women, Shannon was removing her glasses and hairpins; letting her long,
beautiful brown hair fall across her shoulders and half way down her back." So
Larry, do you think you're superior to me ? " she asked him calmly.

" Yes I do. I'm both stronger and more powerful than you are. Evolution made
me this way for a reason, didn't it ?  And it wasn't to take orders from bossy
females."

" That's quite an interesting theory you have there Larry," Shannon said as
she slowly approached him," why don't we test it out ? "

" And just how in the hell are we going to do that, miss know-it-all ? "

Shannon smiled and said," like this,"  POW !  She sent her right fist hard up
against the side of his jaw; snapping his head back." Now, let's see just who
is the more powerful sex."

Enraged, Larry threw a right hook of his own but Shannon held up her left arm
and easily blocked it. She then connected with another right, then a left,
followed by yet another right; driving the larger man back against the wall."
Gee, I hate to tell you this macho man but for the superior sex you're not
doing all that well," she giggled.

" We'll see about that, bitch ! " he yelled as he pushed himself off the wall
and came after her. Larry had been a pretty good athlete in his college days
and he still liked to work out when he had the time; but he was no boxer. He
threw several more wild punches at Shannon but she easily blocked or avoided
them all. She then countered with several more well placed blows to his face
and mid- section, driving Larry back again. " Hmmm...it seems as if your
theory has a few flaws in it Larry."

Shannon was a superb athlete and loved doing physical activity; she said she
gets it from her mother. Her arms and legs were muscular like those of a well
conditioned athlete, though not a bodybuilder. She moved - and struck - with
quickness and her fists were rock hard; something Larry was painfully finding
out. " WHAM ! " a hard right cross sent the bewildered man back up against the
wall again." Oh come on now, I was at least expecting to work up a sweat," she
teased. Again he attacked her, and again a quick flurry of punches drove him
back. " You're pathetic Larry, simply pathetic." In desperation he lunged at
his tormentor, hoping to knock her off her feet and pin her to the floor.
Shannon anticipated this move however and was prepared for it. Grabbing his
outstretched arm with both of hers, she executed a perfect judo throw and sent
the 200 pound man crashing to the floor. He got up slowly but, when he
did, Shannon took his hand again and repeated the maneuver," BANG ! " she
slammed him to the floor again. Again he rose, and again the beautiful woman
sent him crashing on his back.  " Well, it looks like we can throw yet another
sexist male theory into the dustbin," she laughed.

This time Larry didn't get up, he just lay there staring up at the ceiling. He
was in a state of shock that this woman, who he outweighed by at least 50
pounds, could beat him up so easily. It hadn't even been five minutes and he
was finished. This isn't the way it's supposed to be...it just isn't.

Shannon, on the other hand, had no such problems as she smiled down at the
defeated man." O.K. tough guy," she said as she bent over and grabbed him
firmly by his shirt collar," fun time is over; let's get back to our therapy
session. But first, there's something I have to do." With surprising ease,
she pulled him to up his feet and dragged the stunned man across the room."
Now I think it's time to use the couch Larry." Still holding him by the collar
of his shirt, Shannon sat down and then yanked him so hard that he fell across
her knees.

" Wha-what are you going to do ? " he asked.

" My experience as a psychologist working with men such as you has convinced
me of one thing; there's no better way to tame a man's inflated ego than a
good, old-fashioned spanking." Holding the helpless man across her knees,
Shannon then pulled down his pants and began to spank his bare buttocks hard
with her hand. After a dozen good whacks, Larry began begging her to stop.
After a dozen more, he was in tears.

" Please stop this Shannon," he cried," you're humiliating me."

" Since you showed up 15 minutes late for our appointment, I'm going to spank
you 15 more times," she replied sternly. The first ten were hard, but then
Shannon eased up and lightly tapped his rear end for the remaining five. Larry
was crying like a baby as he lay there, draped across Shannon's knees. She sat
there and let him cry for a few more minutes - allowing her lesson sink in -
before saying in a soft, sweet voice," Larry, shall we continue our session
now ? "

" Yes," he sobbed.

" Good. Then tell me about your relationship with your parents."

A  few moments of silence followed before he began to speak." When I was a kid
I used to look up to my father; I though he was God. He's a large, strong man
and had been a great athlete in college. He even won the 'Golden Gloves'
boxing tournament once. I loved my father and wanted to be like him. My mom,
though much smaller, was also an excellent athlete - she was the star forward
on her university basketball team. That's how they met, in college. They
never had any disagreements with each other, or so it seemed. I used to think
they had the perfect marriage; until..."

Another few moments of silence followed. Shannon's experience as a therapist
told her that Larry was struggling with his inner self to say
something...something he no doubt never told anyone before.  " Until ? " she
gently prodded him. He gulped hard and continued.

" One morning at breakfast, when I was 15 years old, my parents were having a
debate as to where we'd go on vacation that summer. My dad wanted to go to New
York and my mom wanted Hawaii. The debate became rather heated and, after
several minutes, my mom said, " honey, why don't we settle this in the
basement after Larry leaves for his baseball game." Our basement was set up as
a gym with weights and mats; both my parents liked to work out. I saw a
worried look on my dad's face when she said this which, at the time, I didn't
understand. He paused for a minute, then said, "O.K."

About half way into our baseball game it began to rain so the coaches called
off the rest of the game and sent us all home. I guess my parents weren't
expecting me to return so early because when I arrived I couldn't find them
anywhere. And then I heard a strange ' thump, thump, thump' sound coming from
the basement. Curious, I quietly opened the door to the basement and peeked
inside...and I'll never forget what I saw down there...not for as long as I
live.

There were my mom and dad - both completely naked except for the boxing gloves
they each wore - slugging it out. I couldn't believe it. But what was even
more amazing was my big, tough, macho dad was literally getting his ass kicked
by my smaller mom. I just stood there in shock as I watched her batter him all
around basement; laughing as she did. My dad stood six feet-two inches tall
and must have weighed over 210 pounds but my five-foot six inch, 140 pound
mother was beating him to a pulp. He was definitely trying his best to hit her
but she was just too fast for him. He had a bloody nose a  swollen lip and
appeared to have at least one black eye while my mom looked completely
untouched. I simply could not believe what I was witnessing - the destruction
of my dad by my mom. How would I ever be able to look up to him again ?

She hit him with a right uppercut to his jaw that seemed to lift him
completely off the floor. He fell on his back and just lay there, hands and
legs wide apart. He appeared to be conscious, but just barely. My mom giggled,
put one foot on his chest and flexed her muscles. " Well honey, I guess this
settles where will be going for vacation over the summer. And just for good
measure, I think you'll be washing the dishes after dinner for the next two
weeks, tee, hee, hee." My mom then began to unlace her boxing gloves, the
first with her teeth. As she did so, she took her right foot and playfully
began to rub it against my father's penis. She started laughing as it began to
get hard. I wanted to run and hide in shame but I couldn't move; I was frozen
where I stood. " So my big, tough, macho husband," she said," it looks like I
beat you up again. To the victor goes the spoils. Let's get this over with
before Larry returns from his game." As I watched in horror, my mom then sat
down on my father's chest, grabbed his head and forced it into her pussy. He
began to lick it...it's something I'll never forget. I swore that day that I'd
never let a woman dominate me like my mom did to my dad...NEVER ! "

Larry paused here for a moment before continuing.

" But today, I had to grovel at Ms. Jordan's feet and beg for my job...and
then (he began to cry again)  you beat me up and spanked me. I'm nothing but a
loser, just like my dad."

As he was still draped across her knees, Shannon gently patted his back and
his sore behind. After a few minutes, she reached over to a box of tissues and
began to wipe his eyes. When he finally regained some of his composure,
Shannon said softly," Larry, thank you for telling me this. I know it must
have been extremely difficult for you to do so. Now I'd like to ask you a few
questions. First, are your parents still together ? "

" Yes; they celebrated their 35th wedding anniversary last month."

" Thirty-five years. That's quite an accomplishment, wouldn't you say Larry ?
In all that time, has your mother ever publicly humiliated your father ? "

" No, never. If I hadn't accidentally discovered them down in the basement
that day, I probably would never have known the truth."

" The truth ? And what exactly is the truth, Larry ? "

" That my father was a phony. Pretending to be a tough, macho man but, in
reality, he was just a wimp; getting beaten by my mother all the time. Do you
know how difficult it was for me to see him wash the dishes those two weeks ?
"

" Does your father love you ? Has he always been there for you ? "

" Well...yes."

" Does he love your mother ?  Is he a good provider ? "

Larry nodded.

" I see. Tell me something else now. You're thirty years old. How many serious
relationships with women have you had ? "

There was another long pause before he answered in a subdued voice," none."

" Not one. Let me guess, every time you start up a relationship with a woman,
she breaks it off soon afterwards; right ? " 

" Yes, how did you know that ? "

" Oh, it's just something you pick up in this trade," Shannon smiled." Now,
let me tell you something else Larry. As long as you have this attitude
towards women, you'll never have a serious relationship. Your father has had a
warm, loving relationship with your mother for over 35 years and you call him
a phony ? He a loving father and husband plus a good provider. So what if your
mother can beat him up ? Did it ever occur to you that that's a sign of
strength in their relationship ? That even though a large, proud athletic man
can be beaten up by his smaller wife, they still love each other. 35 years
Larry. Who are you to judge their relationship or their character ?

Larry didn't respond, he just stared down at the floor beneath him.

Now, tell me something else. When was the last time you felt strongly about a
woman ? "

" Well, there was this girl Jane who lives in my complex. I dated her a few
times about a month ago."

" And what happened ? "

Larry sighed." She invited me into her condo after one of our dates. When I
entered I saw a large photograph of her hanging on one of the walls. She was
dressed in a karate gi and was shattering several boards with her foot. It
turns out that she's a second degree black belt in Tae Kwon Do and
owns a martial arts dojo. I asked her if she thought she could beat me up. She
laughed and said that not only could she beat me up, she could probably beat
up the three toughest guys I know; all at the same time."

" Let me guess Larry; you then got the hell out of there as fast as you could,
right ? "

Larry nodded." She called me up a few times after that..."

" And you were always too busy to see her, weren't you ? "

He nodded again

" Listen to me Larry. You're either going to have to change you attitude about
women or be prepared to have a rough time in life. You almost lost your job
today; a very good job I'm told. I happen to know Ms. Jordan personally, she's
one tough cookie. Perhaps next time you won't be so lucky. I can understand
that watching your mother beat up the father you idolized was a traumatic
experience for you. But rather than reject your father because of what
happened, you should learn from it. I'm sure he is a proud man and getting
beaten up by a smaller woman was probably a blow to his ego also. But he had
the maturity to accept it and continues - and I have no doubt about this - to
love your mother deeply. In my opinion, your father is a man worthy of your
respect, not your scorn."

Shannon looked at her watch. " Well Larry, it looks like our time is up for
this week. I'll expect you back here one week from today; at 3 p.m....SHARP !
" She slapped him hard on his buttocks again  to make her point.

Larry got up from her knees and slowly pulled up his pants. Although he found
it difficult to look her straight in the eye - after what she did to him - he
said in a quiet voice," I'll be here...Shannon."

As he began to leave her office, the beautiful psychologist called out," Oh,
and Larry, one more thing. I might consider giving this Jane a call if I were
you. She seems like someone you might benefit from knowing."

Larry paused for a moment as if he was considering saying something in
response. But then left her office without saying a word.

Later that afternoon...

" Hello, is this Dr. Shannon Thomas ? "

" Speaking "

" This is Claire Jordan. Did my employee make his appointment today ? "

"  You mean Larry, yes he did as a matter of fact."

" And did he show up on time ? "

" Well...sort of. But I'm pretty sure he'll be on time next week (giggles).

 " So, how did it go ? "

" In my professional opinion I think I can help him work through his
problem with a few more sessions; we made excellent progress today."

" So I don't have to fire him ? "

" No, I don't believe that will be necessary Ms. Jordan. As long as I have you
on the phone, can we discuss a different topic ? "

" What did you have in mind, Dr. Thompson ? "

" I made a tee off time at the club for 9 a.m. this coming Saturday; I'll
expect you to be there. But I'm warning you in advance, this time I'm really
gonna kick your ass ! "

One didn't need to have an acute sense of hearing to be able to hear the
laughter coming from the other end of the line." Well, we've heard that one
before, haven't we honey ? "

 " I'm serious mother, I'm going to trounce you on Saturday."

" Darling daughter, there will be a woman Pope before that happens; but I do
have to admire your determination. Nine it is then."

" O.K., see you there; and please give daddy a big hug and a kiss from me."

" Will do."

EPILOGUE

Ring...Ring...

" Hello "

" Jane, it's me...Larry."

" Why Larry, what a surprise. I'd just about given up on you. Been busy at
work ? "

" Yes, I suppose you could say that. I'm free tonight though. I was wondering
if you wanted to go out to dinner and, perhaps, a movie."

" Well to tell you the truth, I'm not really in a going out mood tonight. But
you're certainly welcome to come over here if you like...that is if the
photograph of me shattering those boards isn't too intimidating for you."

There was a pause on the other end of the line before she heard him say," no,
it's O.K. I think I can deal with it now. I've been getting some help."

 " I'm glad to hear that Larry. You can come over whenever you like. There's a
bottle of white wine chilling in the fridge; I hate to drink alone."

" O.K., I'll be over in a few minutes...and thank you."

" No problem, looking forward to seeing you."

Larry hung up the phone and smiled to himself. Although he couldn't quite
explain it, he suddenly felt good...very good in fact. In fact, this is the
best he's felt in a long, long time.