Pamela Riddy

Riddy and her husbanf arrive at their therapist's office on the edge of a breakup — she feels ignored, he's too tired to care, and neither can remember the last time they actually touched. But this is no ordinary counselor. Her prescription? Forget the talking. The cure for this marriage starts at her feet. What begins as an awkward "just give her a massage" quickly slips somewhere far more intimate — soft soles cradled in his hands, shy little kisses, a hesitant sniff that turns into something he can't stop. Toe by toe, the tension melts away… until the therapist decides it's time to show them both exactly how it's done. Sometimes the best therapy is the kind you can taste.