He has made a name for himself inhandling what otherwise seem to be impossible cases." Why haven't we heard of him or of his Institute?" Susan asked."...e doesn't take cases except on referral from other psychologists. Hedoesn't advertise in the yellow pages. You really wouldn't know of himor his Institute unless you were specifically referred to him. Hehandles only the most intractable cases. His primary emphasis is on de-programming."Both Susan and Richard looked surprised. "Does Jim need. It was a pain she could definitely get used to. She sincerely hoped she’d get the chance. Maybe not every night – she wasn’t sure she could handle many nights like last night all in a row – but often.Calix was gone – but she’d known it would happen. She didn’t think he slept much, always seeming to be up late and awake or gone early. Still, she pulled one of his pillows to her face and inhaled. It still smelled like him. She liked the smell.She lay for a few minutes, reveling in his scent.. I convinced Angie to come and stay at my house until we could get the situation under control. I told her that I would try to keep an eye on her while she was at work, just in case he caused any problems there. I convinced her that I would be there for her and be her protector. We had something to eat and then she said goodbye to her sister. Her sister took me aside and begged me to not let anything happen to her.On the drive home, I finally calmed her down to the point where we could talk. Mico (as his friends called him), kept popping up everywhere - at the corner of the hall, by the street waiting for a cab, and even worse, in the same classroom as me. I tried my best to ignore him, but it was useless. I was steadily falling for him. One day, I finally got the courage up to approach him.“Um…hi.”“Hey.”“I…um…I was just wondering. Do you…do you want to…”“Want to what?”He chuckled as a smile grew across his face.“…be…um….group mates for the class activity?”“Sure, thanks a.