Your sex life will be better than either of you could possibly ever have imagined. I will get to the core of you're problem and fix it there, now is t...at what you want Linda?"Linda said, "Yes, I want that."Looking at Peter he asked, "Is that what you want Peter?"Peter said, "Yes, I want that too."Dr. Harris said, "Good. Now here is what we are going to do, I will speak with you both one at a time. While I speak with Peter first, Linda, you will go sit in the room behind that door (he pointed to. I got afraid and ran back, directly into my room and locked to door. Now I was afraid, this she would definitely do something. But she didn’t.The very next day she came with her laptop to ask some doubts. I was sitting in the drawing room with my mom watching TV. She sat beside me and asked me to teach her how to change backgrounds in MS Office Word documents and some other issues. Mom was busy watching TV. I opened a Word document and started typing ” See I am seriously sorry for the stupid. Actually, I’m pretty damn boring. Growing up, I always had a feminine side as well as a feminine look. In the mid-70s when I became a teenager, I grew my hair long. Shoulder-length blonde hair, coupled with a lanky scrawny body, meant I usually was mistaken for a girl at a distance. I was a very late bloomer, too. As all my friends entered puberty, I lagged behind. I kept my high-pitched voice and hairless body all throughout High School. I was often called “Ma’am” when I was on the phone, and. Please!”“Oh man!” he said, “It’s just like a bitch to want to run her own life, and I’m actually all for equal rights and all that. But the minute she’s in a bind, then everyone else _owes_ her their blood, sweat, and tears! Well, bullshit!”He stood and started to walk away.“Hey!” I shouted, “Where are you going? You can’t leave me here!”From several paces away, he turned. “Listen bitch. If you want my help, it has to be by _mutual_ consent. Do you know what _mutual consent_ means?”“Yeah, it.