[...] there was nothing the pathetic, paralyzed, helpless dentist could do about it; he was as inefficacious as he was inadequate."

"Jesus, Rick, what is this?"

"I promise we'll be able to relate to it. Let's just bear with. [...] she begins to offer less and less resistance to the malevolent blond psychologist's frequent and oafish sexual advances, many of them made right there in the dentist's hospital room, while the dentist lies right there, helpless and insensate."

"Blond? A blond psychologist?"

"Affirmative."

"Why is this story beginning to give me the creeps?"

"It means you're beginning to relate. You're being intuitive about it."