“Come here” she said as she moved to the cross that was in the middle. I knew what to do as I responded appropriately this time and stood in fron... of the cross and lifted my arms in a Y above my head and spread my legs so that she could shackle me to the cross at my wrist and my ankles. The ground was free of grass here, and was cool under my feet, since the sun had not touched it yet today, but I was secure there, I was not going anywhere, this was a sturdy set up. She leaned in and kissed. Stood arms folded in front of a north London coffee shop window, wearing an old baggy black T-shirt with some tightly fitted black tracksuit bottoms and a black beanie, Jerome felt out of place, more so than usual. The people walking by and walking in wore their loose jeans rolled up and their jumpers that looked older than Jerome himself. The women wore their hair short and the men wore theirs long and in a messy bun perfectly contrasting their well groomed beards. Everyone looked identical to. She walked in quietly and moved toward the chart at the end of the bed. She glanced at it then put it down, then moved toward Taylor on the same side of the bed that Dee was sitting on."Oh, excuse me," She said as she rubbed up against Dee."Sorry, I can move." Dee replied as he got up."thank you, maybe you would like to go get something to drink, this shouldn't take too long." She told him."No, I'm okay." He replied and got a nasty glare from the nurse."Whatever," She snapped."Where's your name. However, as individuals, we have the obligation to maintain the personal determination needed to influence the younger generations towards a more realistic future. Every person can make a contribution towards this end at any time, but those working in the field of the so-called mental health professions are in an ideal situation to do so. However, they should be specially aware of and prepared to deal with the issues of the development of a client’s full potential, rather than trying to.