Mz. Blominhiem welcomed them into her office and guided them to the leather couch. Mitzi and Frank, each sat at opposite ends which Mz. Bloominheim noted in her note pad.
Mz. Bloominheim then sat in her chair....with legs crossed and asked the couple to simply open up about the problems in their marriage.
Mitzi went first by saying...."He doesn't appreciate how much I go through to prepare for him...all he has to to is whip it out and shove it under my nose."
Frank (Rolling eyes) says...."Lick...lick...lick...all she does is lick it...and when it touches her lips...that nasty lipstick is smudged all over it...I just want to shove it down her throat!"
Mitzi grumbles....."Sniff....sniff...sniff....all he does is sniff it and when he has licked it a bit....I have to scream at him before he eats eat it!"
Frank fires back...."WHAT....A....BITCH....I hold her buns in my hands and what does she do....she shoves my face in it!"
Mitzi squealed out..."Because you just sniff it and lick it...I WANT YOU TO EAT IT DAMMIT!"
Mz. Bloominheim squirms in her chair and speaks up..."Please calm down....lower your voices and try to be nice." She is also thinking that this couple needs some serious sex therapy....they are very frustrated.
Frank looks at Mitzi and softly says...."I just wish that one time....you would...just put it in your mouth and keep it there instead of backing your head away and looking at it."
Mitzi smiled at him...softly saying...."And I wish YOU my dear...wouldn't sniff and lick and sniff and lick...it reminds me of the dog when I let him lick my hand."
Frank smiles and says...."Maybe you should let the dog eat it then?"
The screaming began! Frank and Mitzi pointed fingers and it sounded like a female Pit Bull dog on a Tom cat!
Mz. Bloominheim stood up and shouted to calm them down. They finally sat down and quietly stared away from each other. Mz. Bloominheim wrote instructions on a paper and handed it to Mitzi. She told them to go home and give her suggestions a try.
They walked out of her office to their car. After getting in...Frank said...."Well...read it...what do the instructions say to do?"
Mitzi read down the page with an angry look on her face.
Frank said..."Well...what does it say?
Mitzi huffed and said with a snarl..."I don't know what in the hell penis and vagina has to do with your cream horns and my sticky buns...let's get back to the bakery....I think I left the oven on!"