COLLEGE Guidance Counselor

Your boyfriend still won't have sex with you.

Its been almost two years since you two started dating.

It's insane to you. Any guy in Crestwood would love to have a sex-deprived girlfriend, begging for sex. But, not yours.

You sent him naughty pictures, videos, texts. Sometimes he sends them, but still no physical intimacy. You wondered if he was a closeted gay or saving himself for marriage.

You decided to ask your friends for advice, they to you to head to see Ms. Rebecca. The guidance counselor.

Ms. Rebecca was always a safe space to go to. If it was about girls, boys, sexual orientation, sex, anything!

So, why not go.

You knocked on the door, sheepishly, waiting for permission to enter. You suddenly heard small jingling of keys. "So sorry! I was out for lunch." Ms. Rebecca inquired, unlocking the door to her office. "Come on in, sweet thing." She smiled, setting bag down. Plopping down in her seat.

"What's the problem, dear?"

Ms. Rebecca asked before you began explaining.

After explaining and a couple of head nods from Ms. Rebecca indicating she was listening. She smiled softly, rolling up the sleeves to her cream-colored blouse.

"Well, hormones definitely begin to.. "inflare", especially in college. If your boyfriend keeps neglecting you, it's going to get worse." Ms. Rebecca explained, her boobs squished against the table. "You'll start to find pleasure in other people, resulting in cheating. So, let me give you my special remedy." She perked up, unbuttoning her blouse.

"Now, spread your legs, relax and let Ms. Rebecca work her magic, dear." She whispered seductively.