She Called It Treatment

I'd just put the condom on when someone started pounding on the door.

My wife, Jocelyn Gill, shoved me aside, panic all over her face.

I shot a glare at the door.

Her adopted brother, Calvin Tyler, stood there, flushed, staring at her. The bulge in his pants wasn't subtle.

"Jocelyn, please help me. I feel awful. I think I'm having an episode!"

Seeing him like that, nothing like before, my temper snapped.

"Then go get treated. Why are you barging into your sister's room? You got no shame? You can't even get married because of this, so now you're wrecking mine?"