"Although I'm not surehow to feel about not being classified as a 'normal person.'Yes, I am a psychologist. I'm here to help you." I'm not crazy," Jus...in finished."Everybody is a little crazy," the voice said. "I just have tomake sure you're the right kind of crazy. And saying that you'renot crazy, well, that tells me that you have something to hide,Lieutenant." Who doesn't?" he asked."Touch?," the voice said. "Why are you hiding things?" Because they're nobody's business but my own." Ever. “Still, if they would just be more patient, I mean I want to be a bad girl, a free spirit, but I need to get past the fear. I am so tired of being the church mouse, the ‘good little girl’. If they would just …” Sara glances out the window and something catches her eye.She can’t quite make it out but then it is suddenly in focus. It’s an eye. Someone across the courtyard is looking out their window through a small split in the drapes. She can just make out his eye and cheek. He appears to be. The box office is the sales counter and a really crappy snack bar. From the main counter you turn right and choose to go to the restrooms or down stairs into the basement and enjoy a spacious arcade. At the bottom of a long staircase there is a hallway with set of large display cases that show what movies are being shown along both walls. The hallway leads to a maze of personal movie booths. Some of the booths have semi transparent “buddy screens,” some have waist-high glory holes, some are. "Shhh, it's okay," I smiled. "Do you… do you want me, Sally?" I held my breath and ran my fingers through her hair as I waited for her answer."Y-yes, I…" I didn't wait for her to finish, the moment she said yes I closed the last few centimetres between our lips and kissed her.I tilted my head to get proper access to her mouth and kissed her fully; she hadn't opened her mouth to let me in yet so I took the lead and slowly trailed my tongue over her lips, hoping to encourage her to let me in. Her.