I wish I had the stones to be able to walk into a therapy session and say

"yes. I have sexual fantasies about you. I think about sucking on your bottom lip. I think about teasing and tormenting you. I think about bringing you to the point of absolutely no return and then letting you hang there. I think about quick hot dirty nasty ****ing when I think about you."

And then.........I would likely been seen to a door. LOL. Who knows, maybe he's stronger.

I should have mentioned long ago. My transference issues with my therapist, have nothing to do with love, at ALL. In my fantasies, we never run off together, there is no dating, there is no romance. There is ****ing. Raw, nasty, animal ****ing. That is all. That is all I have ever wanted. The problem is...it's all I can think about.