STRIP - Chapter Ten - Getting Schooled

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This is Chapter Ten of a multi-part Naked In School story.  The
characters:

Father:  Dick Treyshun 
Mother:  Cassi Fallopia (Second marriage for each.) 
Son (his):  Rod Treyshun 
Daughter (hers):  Penny Fallopia 
Bethany Chaudri:  Penny's best friend, hot for Rod

In Chapter Nine, Dick rebuffs Bethany's advances despite her demanding
advances.  A call from Cassi's psychologist Dr. Fine gets him out of the
house.  Dr. Fine insists on curing Dick, lest he be a bad influence on
Cassi when she returns.  In the process, Dr. Fine pairs Dick up with her
receptionist Lana Witherspoon for some role-play.  Lana is both a
student of Dr. Fine's as well as in counseling for her own trauma,
falling into a photography scam that left her well-fucked but abandoned.
 Lana seduces Dick stealthily in Dr. Fine's office, finally admitting
she wasn't abandoned.  Instead, she'd proven to be hornier than the
scammers could handle.  Dr. Fine interrupts Dick and Lana's coupling,
much to their mutual dismay.  Dick leaves even hornier than he arrived,
worried what he might do with Penny if he finds her at home.

This chapter picks up with Dick immediately after leaving the doctor's
office.

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Dick reached into his pocket and found his car keys as well as two dry
cleaning stubs.  He'd forgotten his errand.  He was about to put his car
into DRIVE when his cell phone rang.  The number wasn't in his contacts.
 It was local but unfamiliar.  He put the transmission into PARK and
answered the call.  "Hello?"

"Mr. Treyshun?"  The voice was female and not one of Rod or Penny's
classmates.

"Yes."

"This is Dr. Lynnruth Heyson from the high school.  I'm one of the
coordinators for the STRIP program."

Dick wondered if coordinators sat in their offices, or did they get to
watch the student subjects get naked and personal?  Dick's hands got
clammy and damp.  "Is Rod in any trouble?"  Dick's mind leaped to the
worst.

"I'd rather speak with you in person about your son, if that's all
right."

It was bad news.  And on a Saturday?  Must be really bad.  Don't any of
these people believe in weekends?  "Where are you?  Are you at the
school?"

"Yes.  Please use the main entrance and turn left.  My office is halfway
down the corridor.  It's labeled."

"All right.  See you soon."  Dick mused about a parent/teacher
conference regarding his son Rod's sexual behavior.  He'd witnessed
first hand when Rod fucked Bridget the consultant.  He'd done well and
allowed Dick to avoid an extra extramarital affair.  The ride to the
school was mercifully short, less time to image the bad news Dr. Heyson
would share at their meeting.  Dick parked his car and took the front
stairs two at a time.  He hurried through the door and down the
corridor.  The office sign made his destination obvious.  He knocked.

"Come in."

The door squeaked as Dick opened it.  Dr. Lynnruth Heyson got out of her
cloth upholstered armless task chair.  Her striped button-down shirt was
wrinkle-free.  Her short-cropped blonde hair barely covered her ears. 
She extended her hand and Dick shook it.  "Nice to meet you."  There was
no second chair, only an examination table like the ones in a doctor's
office, complete with paper from head to foot.

She pointed to the examination table.  "Have a seat."

Dick hopped up but remained vertical, legs dangling.  "This is about
Rod, isn't it?"  Dick felt stupid.  Of course it was about his son.

Dr. Heyson nodded.  "Rod is an excellent student.  He's taken the STRIP
message to heart.  Dr. Breedmore and I are very pleased with his
progress."

"Dr. Breedmore?  Who's he?"

"I'm sorry, I thought all of the parents with participating students
knew Dr. Breedmore.  He's the founder of CUNT, Coaching Upstanding
Nubile Teens, the prototype program he started in California.  I've
never met a sweeter, kinder, more gentle, dedicated sex therapist.  Our
school was lucky to snatch him up for STRIP."

Cunt?  Snatch?  Dick squirmed.  "Taking STRIP to heart is a good thing,
right?"  Dick didn't know why Dr. Heyson was beating around the bush. 
Bush!  He imagined he had x-ray vision and could see the doctor's pussy
beneath her slacks.  God, was he horny!

"Usually.  I remember Rod told us in his entry interview that his
parents were highly sexed and he was worried that he'd never figure
things out.  Yet he's become one of STRIP's best pupils.  You and wife
must have been very supportive during Rod's participation."

Yeah, Cassi fucked him silly the first week.  "We tried real hard."  All
the talk about sex had Dick's penis engorged again.  Why didn't Dr. Fine
just let him finish with Lana?

"Rod tries hard to follow the rules.  Maybe almost too hard."

Wouldn't hard be an advantage in a sex education program, especially one
that has student participation?  Dick was hard and uncomfortable.  "How
so?"  Dick sighed in relief that Dr. Heyson wore slacks and not a skirt.
 Bare legs would have been unbearable.  The thoughts of Bethany and Lana
in various states of undress lingered in his mind and his groin.

Dr. Heyson crossed her legs.  "Most of the other partners - we don't
call them couples - have snuck behind our backs and had intercourse. 
Sometimes achieving penetration during their lessons while they think
we're not looking."

Bethany had said the same thing.  "Really?  Isn't that against STRIP
rules?"

"Strictly speaking, yes.  However, the program was designed to allow
students to achieve mutual satisfaction when they decided they were
ready, without direction from us.  And without our endorsement.  To us,
students having intercourse would be an indication that they were
committed to the principles of the training-"

"Or were so horny by touching genitals that they couldn't stand it
anymore."  That was Dick's current condition.

"Perhaps.  In point of fact, Rod has not taken advantage of these
opportunities with his partner.  She and I talked.  I know she is more
than willing and frustrated by his behavior.  So I was wondering:  to
the best of your knowledge, has Rod ever had intercourse with anyone?"

Dick counted off in his head:  his mother, his sister, and Bridget the
consultant.  "Yes, he has."

Dr. Heyson wiped her brow.  "Good.  I'm relieved, I'll tell you.  I was
almost afraid I'd have to call him in here and seduce him myself."

"You'd do that?"  Dick's cock twitched.

"If I had to, despite his size."  Dr. Heyson pointed at Dick's crotch. 
"It looks like, like father, like son."

Dick covered the bulge with his hands.  "I apologize.  My wife has been
away for a couple of weeks now, and you know how it can be with us
highly sexed folks."

"Actually, no I don't."  Dr. Heyson leaned forward.  "Would you mind
talking about it, to satisfy my intellectual curiosity?  What does it
feel like?"

Dick swallowed hard.  Could he describe it to a perfect stranger?  "It's
like, the smallest thing turns me on.  A glance returned."

Dr. Heyson's eyes met his and stayed connected.  "Go on."

"An expanse of leg from a skirt-"

Dr. Heyson rubbed her hands on her thighs all the way up to her groin. 
"Yes?"

"Or a woman touching herself."  Dick pulled at his collar.  The room was
getting warm.  "The pressure of a bra against a blouse."

She raised her hands in a stretch that pushed her tits forward.  The
flowery pattern of her bra embossed her shirt.

A bead of sweat ran down Dick's nose.  He wiped it away.  "I should
excuse myself."

Lynnruth stood.  "And do what?  Masturbate in the boy's bathroom? 
Hasn't Rod told you about the STRIP philosophy about masturbation?"

Actually, it had been Brittany.  "You mean, that it's a waste and a sin,
something like that."

"Precisely.  It drives a person into depression.  And I don't want you
getting depressed."  She closed the distance.  "I have a terrible secret
but I'm going to share it with you."  Her hands caressed her blouse
buttons.  "Because I know you'll understand."

Dick swallowed hard.  "I will?"

"Being around those naked students all day makes me terribly horny.  And
I can't do a thing about it, can I?  I have to maintain a professional
demeanor and distance no matter my urges.  So, in administering and
coaching the students, I'm afraid I've become what you call highly
sexed."  Her fingers slowly undid the buttons, starting from her neck
down.  "I follow my own advice and don't masturbate."  She placed her
hands on Dick's knees.  "It would be very wrong for me to have any kind
of sexual contact with a student.  Male or female."

Did Lynnruth go both ways?  "Very wrong."  Despite the fact that Dick
had fucked Bethany twice.

"But you - well, you're not a student, are you?  And your wife is away. 
I'm sooo horny and you're so prepared."  The blouse flapped open. 
Lynnruth's medium sized breasts threatened to pop from the
flower-patterned bra.  "I'd like to compare your penis with Rod's.  In
size and shape, for scientific purposes, of course."  Without
permission, her hands went to Dick's belt.  She was deft at unbuckling
and unzipping.  Did she do that with students too?  Dick's cock sprang
from his jockeys.  "Oh yes, just like Rod's."  Her hand reached out for
his cock, hard and throbbing.

"Should we really be doing this?  Here?"

"No student I know would come within a mile of this place on a weekend. 
You must require some relief.  I know I do-"

Her words were an invitation Dick wasn't going to refuse.  He jumped
from the table and wrapped his arms around her.  He kissed her
feverishly.  She cooperated by sliding her pants down the best she could
with Dick plastered to her.  Dick's pants dropped from gravity as
Lynnruth dragged her panties to her knees.  Dick pushed her against the
wall.

She spread her thighs, ripping the fragile panties.  "Do it.  Satisfy
those urges."

Dick's prick split her labia.  "You don't have to ask twice."

"Good.  Let us help each otherrrrr-"

Dick drove his cock all the way into Lynnruth.  She moaned and clawed at
his back.  He wasn't going to be denied a real fuck this time.  He
withdrew and humped.  Lynnruth struggled for air, gasping with the
penetration.  "Oh god, its just as I imagined.  Magnificent!"

Imagined with Rod?  Dick heard the door open.

"Dr. Breedmore!" shouted Lynnruth.

Dick turned his attention to the unwelcome visitor, an average looking
man with glasses perched at the end of his nose and thinning hair.  So
this was the famous sex doctor, in the flesh?  Dick's cock rubbed
against the flesh lining of Lynnruth's pussy.

"Dr. Heyson!  What are you doing?"

For a sex therapist, Dr. Breedmore seemed clueless.  They were obviously
fucking, and Dick's cock was still inside his partner.

Lynnruth's arms fell from Dick's back.  "Satisfying our urges.  Now, can
you leave and let us continue?"

"No.  I mean, you can't be doing that."  Dr. Breedmore's face got
redder.

Lynnruth moaned as Dick pounded her pussy once more time.  "Yes we can. 
We're both connecting adults, I'm horny as hell, and-"

"No, not that.  It's because - because - I should be there, doing - that
- with you."

What kind of great sex therapist can't even say the word?  "Is there's
something between you and Dr. Heyson?"  At the moment, Dick was.

Dr. Breedmore was speechless.

Lynnruth wasn't.  "Oh Rupert!  I'd hoped but I had no idea it was
mutual!"  She pushed Dick away and hobbled over to Dr. Breedmore, her
pants tying her ankles together.  Saliva flew as the couple kissed like
machine-gun fire.  Lynnruth put Rupert's hands on her breasts.  He
squatted and groaned.  Dick saw a wet spot on Dr. Breedmore's pants. 
Shit, he prematurely ejaculated!  What a doofus!  And this guy was
running STRIP?

The two doctors were still in a clinch, Dr. Heyson comforting Dr.
Breedlove, his head against her chest, while Dick tucked his erection in
and carefully zipped up his pants.  "I'll leave you two to work out -
whatever.  In the meantime, I'll have a chat with Rod.  He's an
empathetic young man.  Maybe I can convince him to fuck his partner, for
her sake."

Dr. Breedmore's eyes flashed wide.  "Rod?  You're Rod's father?"  He
extended his hand for a shake.

Dick looked at Lynnruth, the sex partner who could have delivered
satisfaction, holding Rupert in her arms.  "Yeah.  And we both know how
to satisfy women."  He strutted out of the office, still horny but with
pride.

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When Dick got home, he reached for his house key.  Damn, those two dry
cleaning slips were still there.  He was about to hop back into the car
when he noticed a lovely coed pacing back and forth at his front door. 
"Hello?"  He walked up the cement path.  "Can I help you?"

"I hope so."  She bubbled over.  "Rod told me to meet him here.  Dates
usually pick me up at my place but-"

Dick stopped listening.  Had Rod dumped Bethany for this girl?  She was
quite pretty.  A question he shouldn't have been asking himself bubbled
to the surface - if Rod and Bethany were history, did that make Bethany
available to him without regret?  No, he was still married to Cassi,
dear sweet Cassi.  Where was she, anyway?

"I'm sure he'll be home soon enough.  I'm his father."  Dick extended
his arm.

She clamped on with both hands.  The handshake was more of a massage. 
"Oh yeah, my name is Nina dePinta."

Holy Santa Maria, two thirds of Columbus's fleet!  What would Rod
discover after exploring this young lady?  "Nice to meet you.  What was
this about a date?"

"Rod told me to meet him here.  We're probably going to a movie and then
something to eat."

Dick's gut churned.  Had Rod broken it off with Bethany because of
Dick's sexual encounters with her?

She continued chatting.  "I just moved here from Columbus, Ohio.  I
should be a junior but I was held back a year.  They said I wasn't
emotionally mature enough and the extra year in high school would help. 
I was so surprised when your son asked me out.  I hear he's a celebrity
or something.  Does he play sports?"

Not unless you count bedroom athletics.  She was certainly physically
mature.  Sexy in a bookworm-ish way.  "The closest he gets to a playing
field is a chessboard.  Come on in and make yourself at home."  Dick
opened the door and let her cross the threshold.  He was a gentleman but
also interested in scoping out her ass.

"Then why were all of the girls converge on me, telling me how lucky I
am?"

"Rod's been very successful in a new school program."

"Oh yeah, one of them said he's 'the Stud of STRIP'.  What's that?"

How could Dick explain the whole messy thing and not embarrass her? 
"Supervised sex education for select students."

"That sounds familiar.  Up until last year, all we had were boring old
sex ed films.  Then a new guy showed up and created a program called
BANG - Building Adults, the Next Generation."

Certainly not Dr. Breedmore.  He wasn't hip enough to come up with that
name.  "Sounds like a TV show."

"Yeah, the head of the program was a Star Trek geek.  The program was
just underway when we moved.  I'd gotten the notice for participation. 
Bad enough that I was losing my friends and graduating with strangers,
but I was really looking forward to BANG."

Dick's need for sexual fulfillment kicked in.  They were alone, at least
for a while.  She claimed to be interested in sex training.  He
considered offering a personal lesson, then shrugged it off.  Rod would
be home soon.  "So, was it like STRIP?"

"I don't know enough to compare.  BANG had special lessons for the
selected students.  It was supposed to cover sexual aspects of a young
adult's life.  And given how I'd failed in all of my relationships, I
really needed some guidance.  I was absolutely thrilled when Rod noticed
me."

How could he not?  Nina was attractive and sexy and - Dick's mind and
cock were taking him in an inappropriate direction.

"Maybe Rod sensed my deficiency or something and that's why he did what
he did.  Can I see his room, please?  It'll help me get to know him
better."

If they'd just met, it was a reasonable request.  "Sure, just up the
stairs and down the hall."  Dick watched Nina's ass sway as she climbed
the stairs ahead of him.

When they crossed the threshold, Nin stopped in her tracks.  Dick
collided with her from behind.  "Sorry."

"No, it's just that I didn't know he shares his room.  Someone told me
he has a sister.  I expected they'd have separate rooms, given how old
they are and all."

Dick thought about Rod and his sister, fucking down the hall while he
shacked up with Bethany.  Maybe they did need separate rooms.  "Her name
is Penny."  A comment from Nina tickled Dick's curiosity.  "You said Rod
did something?  He asked you out, is that what you meant?"

"He took me aside, in like a side hallway, and asked me if I'd go out. 
And I said yes.  I mean, who wouldn't.  He's quite good looking.  And
then he took me in his arms.  Let me show you."  She reached out for
Dick.

He backed away.  "That's not necessary."

"No, it's better if you see.  Put your arms around me."

Dick hesitated.  Could he control himself, being so close?  "Like this?"
 She was loosely in his arms.

"Yeah, just like that.  And then he leaned his head down and brought his
lips next to mine.  I felt his breath on my lips."

Dick made the same movement.

"Just like that," she whispered.  "And then he kissed me."

Dick pressed his lips against Nina's.  Her mouth pulsed and tingled,
pressing back with just the right amount of force.  Dick hummed
silently, a trick he'd used with Cassi.

"Wow!  It was just like that.  You must have taught him all of your best
moves.  I mean, my toes curled, then and now."

"He must like you a lot."  Dick's cock was throbbing.  Nina was hot
stuff.  Too bad he wouldn't have an opportunity to get more intimate-

"Oh, but he didn't stop there."

"No?"  What else could he have done in public?

"He put his hand on my ass."  She moved Dick's hand into position.  "Go
ahead.  You'll understand better this way."

Dick understood that his hand had no business on Rod's new girlfriend's
ass.  But Dick's cock was firm and needy.  Holding her ass cheek was
okay, as long as she didn't lean against him and feel- Oh shit.  Her
body was plastered against his with only the lightest of pressure on his
part.  And his part would now be obvious to her.

"Rod got excited too, just like you are.  Wow, you're more like brothers
than father and son."  Her hand drifted to Dick's crotch.

Dick jerked back, her arms still around his neck.  "Whoa!  Too fast!  I
think we should stop-"

"No, its okay, we just did a little more."

"More than this?"  He fondled her butt cheek.

She went up on her tippy toes, pressing her whole hand against Dick's
groin.  "He must have been really excited because he - he - he slid his
around to the front."  She did it for him.  "There, right there."

She'd put his hand on the front of her pants.  "And he unzipped me.  Go
ahead."

She was already doing the same thing to Dick's pants.  Dick played along
out of pure lust.  His emotions overwhelmed any rational thought.

"And then - and then - wow, he slid his hand into my panties and asked
me to take hold of his penis."

Nina's fingers snaked their way past Dick's jockeys, her small hand
taking his cock in its grasp.  Reluctantly Dick did as she directed,
pushing his hand past the elastic band.  "Like this?"

"Ohhh yes!  And then, oh God, he played with my love button."

Dick gulped.  "Your clitoris?"

"Uh huh."

Things had spiraled out of control.  Dick probed and slid his finger
along the top of her crease.

She went up on tippy toes.  "Oh God!  Yes, yes.  Just like that."  She
smothered Dick in kisses.  "Don't stop."  She stroked Dick's cock
furiously.

Dick cupped Nina's pussy.  Her thighs were separated, leaving enough
space for the width of his hand.

"He - he -" She was breathing rapidly. "- put a finger inside."  Her
hands wanked his cock, not well, but with enthusiasm.

Dick curled one finger and slid it past her labia.  Her entrance was
moist, and his finger went in easily, but only a short depth.  "Really,
Nina?"

"That's it.  That's it!  Wow.  Keep moving it."

Dick finger fucked her.  "Did Rod do this?  In the hallway at school? 
You masturbated each other?"

"Uh huh.  He sure did.  It felt so good when he rubbed his penis against
me."  She pulled Dick's cock closer so it made contact with her pussy. 
"Oh yes, just like this.  He was such a tease, pretending like he was
going to fuck me, right there in the hallway."

Was Rod planning on putting it in?  Dick couldn't do that, could he? 
He'd just met this young woman, and already they were naked enough to
fuck.  And Dick desperately needed a good, complete fuck.  She nestled
the head of his cock between her labia.

"Rod shouldn't have been doing that-"

"He would have done it, gone all the way, I'm sure of it, but the bell
rang."

Bells were ringing in Dick's head.  "Rod has sexual urges, just like any
red-blooded male.  And STRIP has taught him some important lessons."

Nina rubbed the head of Dick's cock up and down, separating her lower
lips with each pass.  "Do you think he'll do it?  I mean, put his penis
in me?"

"I don't know.  You're very sexy."

"And so hot.  I hope he does this-"

She pulled Dick's cock forward, wiggled it against her pussy and guided
it home.  He'd penetrated his son's girlfriend.  Again. Her cunt clamped
down, squeezing.  "Oh God.  You're so tight.  I expect he will, given
how far you went in public."

Nina's lip pushed forward in a world-class pout.  "What if he doesn't?"

"Only an idiot would pass up the chance, and Rod is no idiot."

"Mmmmm.  If he doesn't, will you do it?"

Dick looked down at their joined crotches.  He was already doing it, and
he wanted to keep doing it.  He pushed his hips to get deeper.  Nina
screamed.  Had he been too forceful?  And then he heard his son's voice
from behind.

"Dad!  What are you doing?"

Dick turned, his cock popping out of Nina's pussy.

Rod stood there, backpack dangling from his shoulder.  "Oh Dad.  How
could you?"

"Rod!  It's not what you think."  Even Dick knew that reply was lame. 
He'd been caught, dead to rights.  Perhaps the best defense was a good
offense.  "And who are you to talk, after what you did-"

"Do you have to have sex with all of my classmates?  Do you think it's
your duty or something?  Sheesh!"

"Do you have sex with other students? Nina asked.

Dick ignored Nina's question.  "We were just role playing what she said
you did at school.  You know, kissing and hugging and fondling.  I
didn't mean to-"

Rod dropped his bag.  "We never did this!  Is that what she told you? 
God, you are so gullible."

Nina turned a bright red.  "Maybe I exaggerated."

Rod pointed a stiff arm at the coed.  "She pleaded with me to help her
with math.  She said she was new and the classes weren't the same as her
old school, so I took pity and told her to come over and I'd tutor her. 
I never touched her.  We didn't even shake hands."

Both men looked at Nina.

"I'm out of here.  And you- ," Rod waved his finger at Nina, "- you be
gone when I get back.  Do your own fucking math."  Rod stormed out,
muttering under his breath.  Dick heard the door slam.

"I'm sorry.  I get really horny sometimes and I just got here, so I
don't have any male friends, and I thought that Rod would be a great
catch, given what the girls said.  But when I saw you, I couldn't help
myself.  I guess I got carried away with the possibility of - well -
getting satisfied."  Nina's fingers surrounded Dick's dick, which hadn't
gone down despite Rod's appearance.

"That was a little extreme, don't you think?"

"You have no idea.  Its just Mom and me.  She got a great job here, but
Dad wouldn't come."

It wasn't difficult for Dick to imagine cuming, as long as there were no
more interruptions.  Would it be with this new girl or someone else? 
"Its hardly proper to have sex with a father figure."

She smiled.  "I'm not going to get tutored," she whispered.  "Unless you
want to help me?"

"With math?" Dick asked.  Maybe with multiplication, if she's wasn't on
the pill.

"How about biology?"  She pulled him closer.  "Mating rituals."

Dick's urges were too strong to turn down this opportunity.  He led her
to the nearest bed - Rod's - and let her lay down.  He stripped off his
clothes while she raised pulled off her remaining garments.  God, she
had a nice body.  Dick licked his lips in anticipation.  He climbed
aboard and got into superior coupling position.  Nina wrapped her legs
around his waist.  He hadn't executed a dozen strokes when he heard
footsteps on the stairs.  What had Rod forgotten?

Then he heard Penny's voice.  Nina's legs had him trapped.  He tried to
pull free.

"I'm back, Daddy.  Listen, I'm sorry about blowing up like that, but you
have to know just how hard this has been-"  Penny entered her bedroom. 
"Daddy, no!"  She bent over to examine her father's sex partner.  "Who
are you?  Why are you fucking my father?  Oh, who cares?"  She matched
out as quickly as she'd come.

Nina's hip thrusts were designed to make Dick cum, but the interruptions
had been too distracting.  His penis shriveled from the humiliation.

Nina's fists beat on the mattress.  "Damn it!  I needed a release."

"So did I, but the mood has passed.  I'm sorry, Nina.  You'd better go."
 He climbed off the willing and horny young woman, his cock flaccid.

Nina dressed.  "You know, we could have had a really good time if your
kids hadn't butted in."  She slapped Dick's ass.

Dick sat on Penny's bed, maintaining a safe distance.  "I apologize for
getting carried away."

"You?  I practically seduced you with my fibs.  Don't worry about it. 
I'll survive.  There are plenty of fathers looking to score.  I just
hope you and your kids get your shit together."

Fat chance of that with the nuclear family having experienced fission
with Cassi's absence.

Nina scooted down the stairs and let herself out.  Dick pulled up his
pants and casually slid his hands into his pockets.  Those damn dry
cleaning slips were still there!  He decided to drive over and get the
items before he forgot again.

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###  An Original H M Tale  ###

Dick is more frustrated than ever after failed attempts at climax with
Dr. Heyson and Nina.  How will he ever get satisfaction? 
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