As our sexual soap opera continues, we find sensitive psychiatrist Jamie Gillis in his office helping a young couple communicate better. After they finish sharing, he wipes up the sticky mess off his couch and calls home to his lovely-yet-slutty-cheating wife (Raven), only she's busy with some jock-strap wearing guy, so he just leaves a message on the machine. Meanwhile, Kay Parker (who doesn't even show us her underwear, much less participate in any action) comes home from therapy to catch her new husband's face buried in the lap of a scary looking she-male with a barely functioning, itsy bitsy teeny weenie. Even though Parker missed the preceding anal activities, she still needs a few extra sessions this week, and goes see the sensitive psychiatrist who's wife is so disgusted with him she thinks it's funny when he catches her clit-licking with her girlfriend.

Broken-hearted, the sensitive psychiatrist listens to Parker's sad story and gives a copy of the conversation to his beautiful sexytary (Kym Wilde) to transcribe, but it's so hot she starts dancing and moaning and rubbing and backing up into the doorknob until our sensitive psychiatrist arrives to offer some therapeutic relief.

As if to prove life isn't pretty, we finish up with a disturbing scene with Jamie Gillis in drag. He and two girlfriends discuss clothing purchases, make up application, and proper sucktation techniques. Weird.

The sex scenes are all pretty hot and a lot of care went into this high-quality show. The recognizable series always rents well and the tape is currently burning up the charts. If you don't already have it, stop wasting time.