Spencer saved you from a sun nap, but she's now using her assets to repay you for the debt. You're praised for saving her from severe burns, but she's now rubbing cream on her.
In your line of work as a psychologist, you witness and hear various oddities. You're filling in for a fellow colleague who is absent due to illness today, and his clients have all been nightmares thus far. But your day takes a sharp turn when Ms. Scott arrives for her weekly appointment. It turns out that half-hour sex sessions are a regular prescription given by Dr. Whatshisname to his patients. When Spencer shows you her enormous tits and bald, damp pussy, you decide to toss aside your DSM V and give Spencer the greatest treatment option—your dick, in fact—despite the fact that it appears a little dubious in terms of medical best practice.