Guilty of Sex

May 23, 2007 · Print This Article

Dave had felt guilty all day long. No matter how much he tried to forget about it, he couldn’t. The guilt and sense of betrayal were overwhelming. But, every once in a while, he’d hear that soothing voice in his head, trying to reassure him: “Dave, don’t worry about it. You weren’t the first doctor to sleep with one of your patients and you won’t be the last. And you’re single. Let it go!” But, invariably, the other voice would bring him back to reality: “Dave. You’re a vet. . ..”Dave had felt guilty all day long. No matter how much he tried to forget about it, he couldn’t. The guilt and sense of betrayal were overwhelming. But, every once in a while, he’d hear that soothing voice in his head, trying to reassure him: “Dave, don’t worry about it. You weren’t the first doctor to sleep with one of your patients and you won’t be the last. And you’re single. Let it go!” But, invariably, the other voice would bring him back to reality: “Dave. You’re a vet. . ..”

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