I had a younger brother who owned a multi million tech company and was the king of a secret society of rich men from all over the world as they dealt in diamond and gold business and also drugs.My family had inherited the throne for many years now.He wasn't my actual brother,he was adopted by my father when I was a kid.
He too had his own problem as he couldn't feel sexual urges towards anyone,not males or females.After some years on the throne,he was expected to produce an heir or everything will be taken away from him and he had just a year for that.His personal assistant arranged a meeting for him with a therapist believing something useful might come out from it.
"Take a seat please.What can I offer you,water?"said a woman who in her thirty's
as she relaxed in a blue foamy chair accompanied by a square table infront as there were other two seats facing the woman who was adorned in a black suit with her long black hair on the loose.The man allowed himself with one of the seats as he had a disturbing look and his face looked all sweaty."Can water solve this problem?"questioned the man(my step brother) as he wasn't interested in the offer and the therapist gave a calm expression."Patience Mr Kenneth Clint,you can't bake a cake with another cake,try and take a deep relaxing breath"said the therapist calmly