Max's wife was Sabryna. She was 26 years old, a native of Singapore and had moved to London to marry Max 4 years ago. From the first time Max saw her he was captivated. Standing only 5'4" in her stockinged feet she looked so cute! Her whole body was beautifully proportioned; high, firm breasts, a slim waist and slender legs that tapered sensually to small dainty feet. Her shoulder length brown hair shone luxuriantly in the sunshine and framed her pretty, classically oriental face. Max was lucky and he knew it!
He remembered back those four years to when they were first married and Sabryna had got her first look at his home city. She was like a child in a playground, excitedly running around looking at the sights. The Tower, Big Ben, The Houses of Parliament and the Royal Parks. She seemed to want to see it all at once and clung to Max's arm tightly as they spent long happy days wandering the city.
After four years they were still very much in love, but there was one flaw in their otherwise perfect relationship. They had been open about it and talked at length. Max had been aware of the problem even before Sabryna had brought it up. As much as she enjoyed their sexual relationship, Sabryna was finding it increasingly more difficult to become lubricated when they made love and had never achieved orgasm. After several lengthy discussions on the subject, they had decided to seek out some professional assistance. Max had booked an appointment for them both with a Harley Street consultant, a specialist with enormous experience of their particular problem.
The day had finally come for their appointment and they hailed a taxi for Harley Street. The surgery was extremely impressive, of Victorian age, but completely modernised. As they entered the reception, their feet sank into deep pile carpet. The walls were tastefully decorated and adorned with expensive modern art. Every effort had been made to make the visitor feel comfortable and relaxed. The smart receptionist asked Sabryna to sit in the waiting room, while the consultant spoke to Max alone for just a moment.
As Max entered the examination room, the consultant greeted him and asked him to sit. Max answered the questions that were asked of him honestly, despite their personal nature, describing in detail the nature of the problem. The consultant listened intently and scribbled notes onto a pad.
Before the consultant asked Sabryna to join them, he looked directly at Max.
"Max, you must trust myself and my assistant completely."
Max had seen another white coated figure sitting and listening to the interview and assumed this man to be the assistant.
"You should not attempt to interfere with any part of your wife's examination or treatment no matter what we do. Everything that will be done today will be in the interest of your wife and yourself. It will all be done to assist and hopefully remedy your problems. Do you understand and agree to proceed with the treatment?"
Max was a little surprised but quickly nodded his agreement. He and Sabryna had both agreed that they would do WHATEVER was necessary to solve their dilemma.
The consultant pressed a button on the intercom and asked the receptionist to show Sabryna into the examination room. As She took a seat the consultant repeated his last question to her.
"Yes, I agree." she replied without hesitation. "We will both do whatever you ask."
