She wants to use a husband as a replacement son

"It seems to me that you want to treat your new husband, if you get one, like a son. To replace your son, in fact. Tell me, have you thought about having sex with your husband, once you get one?"

"Well, I- Yes." She assumed that this would put Dr. Vierre's ideas to rest.

"I see, and have you ever thought about having sex with your son?"

"Of course not!"

"Okay, now I want you to picture your ideal second husband. Is he older or younger than you?"

He was younger, but she didn't want to admit that now. "Older."

"Picture him kissing your lips. He moves down, kissing your neck passionately." Mrs. Lewis saw where they were going with this, they'd hit an intimate moment, and then he'd call her mom. It wouldn't work though, she was ready for it. "He kisses your collarbone, and you unbutton your blouse part way and pull out one of your tits. He kisses them, licks them, making little circles with his tongue around your nipple. He makes a ring with his mouth and kisses your nipple. Tell me, do you lactate?"

"Er, sometimes, yes. It usually requires some stimulus, but the doctor told me that I had to induce it regularly so it didn't build up and leak."

"Well you start to lactate, and he drinks it. He tells you it's delicious, and sucks on it, making you more and more aroused until you cum, and then the two of you fall asleep, with his head on your breasts." She finishes, and looks at Mrs. Lewis. "Well?"

"Well what, aren't you going to bring this back around to the son idea?"

"Really? You don't see it?" she asked, making a note. "Well, let's try something else then. You find a card for a cabaret club while doing the laundry. Would you ground him, or spank him?"

"I don't think I'd ever spank him!" she said, knowing that kind of punishment wasn't right. "Well, maybe if he cheated on me." she half-joked.

"So you'd ground him?"

"Damn right I would."

She made another note. How did this woman still not realize what she was saying? "Mrs. Lewis, you breastfeed children, you spank children, and you ground children. You want a husband you can treat as your child, and have sex with."

"That's impossible!" she raises her voice.

"Why?"

"Because... because..."