Therapist Casey Calvert welcomes Jane Wilde into her home office, formally introducing herself as she invites her to lie down on the couch. Jane lies down and Casey closes the door. As Casey faces away from her and closes the door, Jane’s eyes can’t help but linger on Casey’s ass. Jane gazes at it and licks her lips as a far-away expression comes over her. When Casey turns around, Jane’s eyes remain locked on Casey’s lower body and she seems unable to shake herself out of her trance and meet Casey’s eyes. Casey notices this but says nothing, smiling politely as she sits down on a chair next to the couch. ‘So, how can I be of assistance to you?’ Casey asks. Jane still has that distracted look on her face, her eyes still drawn to Casey’s lower body. ‘….Assistance? Y-yes, my ass IS tense, doctor! How did you know?’ Jane says, her eyes widening as she licks her lips hungrily. Casey narrows her eyes, concerned