"If you don't give me the physical, I'll go to school naked tomorrow, and really freak everyone out. And unless you lock me up, you can't stop me. I c...n always strip at school."Mom started to cry, and Dad growled at me as he held her. Wanda gave me a hug, and said she'd go along with whatever I chose. So we continued to argue.Mom was still crying when the doctor handed me a signed physical form. Under special comments was a statement saying I was undergoing treatments for a medical condition. There is a lot here that indicates that, with the proper preparation, the two of you will have a long and successful marriage!’ The couple smiled and Andrew reached out to take Rebecca’s hand and squeeze it assuringly. ‘However,’ Dr. Carter’s tone changed, ‘your happiness is not guaranteed, and without your full cooperation during this therapy, I doubt that either of you will be very happy with this union. I’ve seen this in the past and marriages of this type tend to end unhappily for. I looked silently from one to the other."Let's let the young lady decide," the young man suggested. I didn't point out that I was three or four years older than he, though it bothered me, knowing he was unconcerned by that issue. I felt more than a little insulted; his assuming it didn't matter.Richard looked at me, and I nodded. One dance wouldn't hurt anything and I wanted this situation defused, not escalated. "I'd be happy to," I said, slipping off my stool.To my chagrin, the song playing. Frank’s own secretary was a blond, about 5’5′ and one of those types of women that all a man can do is try and catch a breath after taking one look. I always figured that Frank was well taken care of in his office but never knew for sure. Me? I am Barry Wilcox, 32 years old and single after being married once to a woman named Trish, short for Patricia that could spend more than I could ever make. That was a source of us not getting along too well, finally one day after a few hundred yelling.