Can I help in anyway?”“From what I was told, it’s you everyone turns to when they have a problem such as the one I’m suffering from.”“Real...y?” I had to wonder what sort of problem she’s suffering from, and who has been telling her I could solve personal problems.“I play cards twice a week with Brenda Morris and she was telling me that she has a close friend who knows how to please a woman like no one else in this town.”“You know Ms. Brenda?”“I sure do. Very well, as a matter of fact. I would. Skirts on college age girls in Tokyo are much shorter than in St. Louis, Missouri. My parents would never have allowed me to purchase anything like what the girls are wearing here.I should back up a minute. There are six girls in the program this summer. We stay in a fairly nice apartment across the street and down the block from the company headquarters. Each apartment has three bedrooms (which are tiny) and a small kitchen. They are furnished in western style furniture so it's not a difficult. "The tequila was really hitting now and I felt a wobble as I stood to walk over to him. When I got there, I said, "I want you to fuck me." He looked at me and said, "No problem." He put his drink down and went to take my hand. I stopped him and said, "Wait, I have a special request. I want you to do it in front of my husband." He looked confused. I wasn't really sure what my plan was either. It was unfolding for the both of us. "What if he doesn't want me to? What if he goes crazy?" He sounded. " But, Dr. Kendon said..." Ha! Kendon! I wouldn't ask him to treat my hair. That man's a moron.Missing something this obvious is close to a malpractice matter. Youshould have been on anti-inflammetories and using a brace for months,would have cleared this right up. You've suffered considerable painneedlessly and the suggestion that it's all psychosomatic - absolutenonsense - not to prejudge Dr. William's psychological diagnosis,obviously. Err, I mean." He faltered off, catching himself in mid.