"Yeah, as much as always. In fact, I'm feeling pretty good today."
"That's good. So what's happened since the last time I saw you."
I made small talk, reviewing my week, avoiding any mention of the ring. I had all sorts of obscene fantasies, but I didn't want to use the ring for rape, fergawdssake!
Suddenly, the speakerphone on Dr. Von Hauser's desk buzzed. Jean's voice said "Dr. Von Hauser, there's a package here you need to sign for."
"I'll be right there," she said. "Excuse me, Joe."
She got up and I was so caught up in admiring her butt, I almost forgot to wish her clothes back on. But I did wish it, just in time.
I felt a little depressed. She was gorgeous, not married (divorced, I thought), and WAY out of my league! If only I'd known her when she was my age.
"Dr. Hauser," I sighed to the empty room. "I sure wish you were younger!"
I didn't realize what I'd said.