The Real Bastard

Blonde: I have sinned. I called my boyfriend a BASTARD.
PSYCHIATRIST: Well now, that's not a nice thing to call anyone, so what did he do to deserve that?
Blonde: Well, he kissed me.

PSYCHIATRIST:You mean like this?
( The psychiatrist kissed the Blonde )
Blonde: ......Yes!

PSYCHIATRIST:Well that's no reason to call him a BASTARD.
Blonde: But, he put his hand in my top.
PSYCHIATRIST:You mean like this?
( The psychiatrist put his hand in the Blonde's top )
Blonde: Yes!

PSYCHIATRIST:Well that's no reason to call him a BASTARD.
Blonde: But, he took my clothes off.
PSYCHIATRIST:You mean like this?
( The psychiatrist took off the Blonde's clothes )
Blonde: Yes!

PSYCHIATRIST:Well that's no reason to call him a BASTARD.
Blonde: But, he had sex with me!
PSYCHIATRIST:You mean like this?
( The psychiatrist had sex with the Blonde )
Blonde: .Yes!

PSYCHIATRIST:Well that's no reason to call him a BASTARD.
Blonde: But, then he told me he has AIDS.
PSYCHIATRIST: BASTARD!!!!!