Dusty Files Discoveries
I was digging through ancient files looking for things to throw away on extra garbage day when I ran into some old docs about my stay at a private psychiatric institute when I was 12. My head therapist was a Dr. Clyde Martin, who (as far as I can tell so far) is probably the same Clyde Martin who was Alfred Kinsey's first assistant and male sex partner. Strange. I remember how he used to embarrass me when I was forced to divulge my sex fantasies.
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And just how did he force you?
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