Personal Journal of Dr. Cindy Cox, Behavioral healer and Psychologist

August 15th - Doctor Jefferson Davis has asked me to remove over a mates of his patients while he honeymoons in capital of France. It was a beautiful wedding ceremony, tastefully done. While Chris and I have had our ups and downs, I think Beverly will be honest for him. Tall and statuesque, and just dumb enough not to fence too much. That was one of our downfall, neither one of us could admit to being ill-timed. We could get past that, even laugh about it, as admirer. As more than that ... not so often. So, he moved on and found her and I have Ted. When he 's in Town and when I 'm not too wrapped up in my own employment. Still, he fits what I need, when I need it..almost. Anyway, so I have two new patients to look after for the next yoke of months ( yes, Months ! Sometimes I really hate him ! ). I 'm expecting his office to send me the details later this week.

August 17th - I got the dossiers on Chris 's patients today. Maria Jenkins, 48, widowed housewife, continuing depression. 48 milligrams Wellbutrin daily. Nothing too exciting there. Just the form of meal-ticket affected role Chris would postulate on. But this next case, I must admit, is a bit intriguing : President William Henry Harrison Horsecooc ( there 's a post-it billet in Chris 's handwriting saying it 's pronounced `` Horsecook '' and to hold back my mind out of the trough with a smiley. The boldness of him sometimes ! ), 26, warehouse laborer, socially withdrawn, borderline autistic ( not sure how that was determined ). 500 mg Triethynitrate daily. ( What ? ! Is he grievous ? Why so much ? ) Three count Indecent Exposure and public indecency, in all three cases, the charges were dropped by the DA 's office. ( And I voted for her, too ! ) Not the usual for Chris at all..Ah ! `` Relegated custody to Court-appointed head-shrinker '', that explains it ! Looks like putting your figure in among the Legal gang resulted in more than you bargained for, eh, Chris ?

Aug 26th - number one meeting with Mr. Horsecooc. Very shy. Seemed slightly put-off that I was a woman. When pressed as to why, he explained that `` cleaning woman get him in trouble ''. I can see why person thought he might be autistic, as his spoken language radiation diagram are interchangeable, however, I do not find any other signs of Autism. Did n't want to advertise too hard, since he was already uncomfortable, though he did say his medication was running low and that he wanted a new pre***********ion. I gave him a new one for 250 milligrams instead. He seemed much glad once I gave him the pre***********ion slipperiness, saying he was afraid of `` getting in trouble again ''. I asked him why, he said when he does n't take his medicine, people are tight to him, say bad things to him and then the police cum. I asked him about the metre when the constabulary had come, why they were there. He only said that he did n't remember why they had came, over and over again. I changed the field of study back to his work, which he likes to verbalise about. A lot. I know it 's not professional to ignore one 's patients, but I 'm only human. I can only listen so long about forklifts and how many cases of motor oil fit in a 3 lbs. box. Note : claim foreman for incidents at work.

August 29th - Interesting confabulation with Mr. Johnson, the warehouse coach where Mr. Horsecooc works. He said that Harrison was a great actor, that he wished he had ten more like him. When asked how he interacted with his fellow worker, he said that at first base they teased him, mostly about his last name ( apprehensible, I guess ), but that after a fight with one of them eight calendar month ago, they leave him alone now. Supposedly, one of the men 's girlfriends came by during their lunch hour, asked Harrison were her beau was and he offered to depict her. Instead, he showed her the interior of a broom loo, where they were found two hours later, still `` going at it '' as Mr. Johnson put it. The boyfriend, confronting the pair, was told it was over between the two of them by the now Ex-girlfriend. Of path, this led to a physical altercation between the two men, in which Harrison proceeded to knock the Boyfriend unconscious without missing a cadence, or thrust, as it were, according to the taradiddle. The Police were called, the young man taken to the infirmary and `` Harry '' was taken away. Shortly afterwards, the boyfriend dropped the assault boot, causing the DA to take over a plea-bargain, which is where I assume is how Chris got him. Now, having met Harrison, I ca n't see him physically assaulting somebody, even in self-protection, nor engaging in sexual behavior with a stranger. While physically, he is more than capable as far as the assault ; his medical chart putting him at 6'2 '', 224 lbs. with 5 % consistence fat, I simply ca n't see his conduct being anything other than to run away from such a confrontation. bill to self : employ Harrison about this incident.

September 2nd - My receptionist, Sherri, informed me that Rex Harrison called, asking to see me as soon as possible. While normally I would n't accept such a postulation, I felt I owed it to Chris not to discount his patient role when they are pleading for help. I called him back and arranged to meet at 05:00 p.m. Another rule I found myself breaking : No appointments later than 03:00 p.m. He showed up 15 minute late and said there was an issue on the bus he took to go far from the warehouse. I asked him why he needed to see me today instead of his scheduled appointee on the 12th. He said it was because the medicine was n't working and that he needed to get the right medicine. I tried to excuse to him that Dr. Davis had made a mistake, that he had given him too high a dosage. Harrison insisted, saying it was the only way to hold back the `` Bad Things '' away.

I pushed him, asking him to tell me more about the `` Bad affair ''. He said he did n't like talking about it, that it `` gave him bad dreaming ''. Now we 're getting somewhere ! This could think a variety of things. I gave him a new pre***********ion, only this time for 150 milligrams. I need to see where this goes. Again, he seemed relieved and this clip, actually hugged me before leaving. I never noticed before, but he smelled so good ! Felt good, too ! potent and Manly ...

September 3rd - Ted texted me this morning, saying he got delayed in Dallas and would n't hit it back this weekend. I texted him back saying it was fine, but, in accuracy, it was n't. I do n't know why, but I 've been so horny today. I had a ambition that Ted and Chris double-teamed me in my berth ! I could n't get it out of my mind, that figure of speech of me spread wide on my desk, my forefront hanging off the border, my legs on Ted 's shoulders and Chris in my rima oris, ejaculating at the same metre, filling me up, Oh, God ! I 'm going to go for a run, try to get over these touch ...

September 4th - Chris called me this evening to moderate on how I was doing with his affected role. Apparently, Harrison has called his answering table service no less than 12 times in the go two workweek, asking when Dr. Davis will be back. I assured him that everything was fine. While his response was skeptical, he said he trusted my judgement ( fountainhead, thank you for minor favors ! ). I asked him how thing were in Paris. He said they were now on the Rivera ( Bastard ! ) and that things were cracking. Thanks to an uncle or something of hers, they 'd been invited to stay another three week and would I be okay with holding on to his patients that much longer. I told him I was, that I honestly wanted to help get to the bottom of Harrison 's case. He said when he got back, he would try to find someone to take Harrison over for him permanently as he did n't think he was best suited for him and, of course, to `` get him off my hands '' ( Typical for him, to need to just deck a patient role instead of trying do his job ! ). I told him I thought I was making real progress, and that I might just stay fresh him. This caught him off-guard. `` Progress, how ? ``, he asked. I told him that I was slowly weening Harrison off the ridiculous measure of Triethynitrate he was giving him and I swear, I could hear him start to hypervenalate. `` You did what ! ? ``, he almost screamed ! Now, I could hear Beverly in the screen background asking what was wrong. `` You 've got to put him back on it, Cyn ! I mean it ! The whole 500 ! '' I told him he was over-reacting, that he was favorable he was n't being sued for malpractice. He did n't blockade and honestly, I 'd never seen him get this worked up over a patient before, ANY patient ! Finally, just so he wouldn't cut his honeymoon suddenly and come back, I told him I would and he started to becalm down. I almost was willing to do it, honest and then he said `` All you had to do was babysit for a few week, but NO-oooh, you had to get all clinical, did n't you ? '' That did it. `` Enjoy your holiday '', I said, flatly, `` do n't worry, I 'll do exactly what you 've asked. '' `` Alright, Cyn, thank you ! '' `` Do n't note it '', I said, hanging up. Like hell, I would ! I 'd show him ! I then called the pharmacy where Harrison had filled the late pre***********ion. I told them to put a bank note on his record to correct any further refills without my approval. I 'd cure William Henry Harrison Horsecooc if it 's the last affair I did !

Sept 8th - After three 24-hour interval of almost hourly requests from the pharmacy to refill Harrison 's pre***********ion, and at least 30 content both to Sherri and my own jail cell phone ( He must have gotten it from Sherri ), I finally relented and called back the Pharmacy to allow for the refill. Strangely, I never heard anything back. Our succeeding appointment was scheduled for Mon, the 12th. I 'm sure everything will be all right. I even asked Sherri if William Henry Harrison had called back and she told me she hadn't heard from him since yesterday. I asked her to call him, just to make sure he knows he could get his refill.

Sep 9th - Sherri called in sick, said she was out in hold up nighttime 's rainfall when her car broke down and had to look for a bus. She said she figured she caught a cold and would be back on Monday. In six long time, Sherri has never called in. I told it was would be ok, but to be honest, I 've heard Sherri pale before, and she still came into the power. She did n't sound vomit up this morning. Also, William Henry Harrison 's manager, Mr. President Lyndon Johnson, called. William Henry Harrison had n't shown up to function for the past week. I advised him that I had not seen him, either, nor did I think it was wise to call the constabulary, as that would only upset him further. I told Mr. Johnson that we had an appointment on Monday and that if he did not picture, then I would inform the authorities.

Sep 11th - Ted surprised me yesterday. After our finish conversation, I did n't bang when or if he would be back. God, I had missed him ! Even more than I think I realized ! He showed up at my room access Saturday morning time and we did not leave the bedchamber until 04:00 p.m. today ! The thing is, I thought that seeing Ted would aid, but it did n't ... I 've been so Horny lately, I 've had to buy fresh assault and battery twice in the live hebdomad ! And I know why ... I had requested the catch records for Rex Harrison for his prior `` incidents ''. Each clock time, he had been caught having sex in public. The first time, on the bus with a co-ed from a local community college. The next time, with a aroma riposte girl, offering samples. Both clip, the women had to be literally pulled away from him, professing their undying dear. After being away from his front, it was like the women had been drugged. They complained of headaches and as one of the young ladies put it, `` a really hot dream, with an gravel guy ''. They had no remembrance to the consequence actually happening. While Ted sleep, I ca n't cease thinking about Rex Harrison, or as the women called him : `` Harry, Harry Horsecock '' ...

Sept 12th - Sherri did n't show up up for work again today. I called her apartment and got not answer. I called her cubicle and her usual greeting had changed. Harrison 's part came on, saying that Sherri could n't come to the phone, she was too busy cumming on his cock. Indeed, I could hear her moaning and almost scream in the background along with a sound I knew too well from this weekend with Ted : the sound a bed makes when two masses are fucking up a storm. Creaking, headboard battering, the whole kit and caboodle. Just before the bleep, I could hear, brassy and clear, Sherri say : `` Fuck me, Mr. Horsecock ! shag me and never stop ! ''. I thought about calling the police, but what could I say ? My repository is fucking one of my patients, wee them stop ? I still had some of his 500 mg dosage of Triethynitrate here in the position. If I could get him to keep his naming, I should be able to get him to take them and then everything will be okay. He just called, seemed he got my number from Sherri 's cell. He 's on his way to keep our appointment.

September 18th - beloved Diary, Hee Hee ! This is neat ! It 's like, I talk and it types on the filmdom ! Stupid Chris came back today and tried to spoil all our fun ! But Mr. Horsecock put a stop to that real quick ! BAM ! One punch and he was down for the count ! I almost had to check sucking, but thankfully, I was able-bodied to get him ready for Sherri. I love Sherri ! She 's like the kid Sister I never had ! We never used to really speak before, you know ? But now, we got gobs to blab about ! Like composition, clothes, how well Mr. Horsecock fucks us, how trade good Mr. Horsecock smells, how much we both love it when he shoots his hot load in us, you know, girl stuff ! Mr. Horsecock says he 's got a business programme in mind, to put us fille to ferment. I dunno what that means, but I 'm sure it 'll be fun !

October 8th - Dear Diary, sorry it 's been so long since I 've had a chance to write ! Mr. Horsecock had to be active us to Las Lope de Vega. I love it here ! It 's sooo pretty ! We 're making picture show, the three of us ! Me, Sherri and Bevy ! That 's decent ! You do n't about her. Bevy used to be with that Silly Chris guy, you member him, right ? But now, she 's with Mr. Horsecock and who could blame her ? Mr. Horsecock is the director and he films us with former both each former as well as other `` Stunt Cocks '', but they aint the same as Mr. Horsecock 's cock ! As long as Mr. Horsecock keeps taking care of us and fucks us, we 'll never leave !

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