Personal Journal of Doctor Cindy Cox, Behavioral Therapist and Psychologist

Aug 15th - Doctor John Davis has asked me to deal over a dyad of his patient while he honeymoons in genus Paris. It was a beautiful wedding party, tastefully done. While Chris and I have had our ups and downs, I think Beverly will be good for him. Tall and statuesque, and just dumb enough not to argue too much. That was one of our ruination, neither one of us could admit to being wrongfulness. We could get past that, even laugh about it, as admirer. As more than that ... not so much. So, he moved on and found her and I have Ted. When he 's in townspeople and when I 'm not too wrapped up in my own work. Still, he fits what I need, when I need it..almost. Anyway, so I have two new patient role to look after for the adjacent brace of month ( yes, month ! Sometimes I really hate him ! ). I 'm expecting his office to direct me the contingent later this week.

August 17th - I got the dossiers on Chris 's patient role today. Maria Jenkins, 48, widowed housewife, continuing depression. 48 mg Wellbutrin daily. naught too exciting there. Just the form of meal-ticket patient Chris would look at on. But this adjacent case, I must admit, is a bit intriguing : President Benjamin Harrison Horsecooc ( there 's a post-it note in Chris 's handwriting saying it 's pronounced `` Horsecook '' and to hold my mind out of the sewer with a smiley. The brass of him sometimes ! ), 26, warehouse laborer, socially withdrawn, borderline autistic ( not indisputable how that was determined ). 500 milligrams Triethynitrate daily. ( What ? ! Is he dangerous ? Why so much ? ) Three tally Indecent Exposure and Public Indecency, in all three character, the armorial bearing were dropped by the DA 's authority. ( And I voted for her, too ! ) Not the common for Chris at all..Ah ! `` Relegated custody to Court-appointed Psychiatrist '', that explains it ! Looks like putting your name in among the Legal crowd resulted in more than you bargained for, eh, Chris ?

August 26th - First meeting with Mr. Horsecooc. Very shy. Seemed slightly put-off that I was a cleaning woman. When pressed as to why, he explained that `` woman get him in problem ''. I can see why individual thought he might be autistic, as his speech patterns are interchangeable, however, I do not detect any other signs of Autism. Did n't need to tug too hard, since he was already uncomfortable, though he did say his medicine was running low and that he wanted a new pre***********ion. I gave him a new one for 250 milligrams instead. He seemed much happier once I gave him the pre***********ion shimmy, saying he was afraid of `` getting in problem again ''. I asked him why, he said when he does n't take his medicine, multitude are bastardly to him, say bad things to him and then the police come. I asked him about the times when the police had come, why they were there. He only said that he did n't think of why they had came, over and over again. I changed the topic back to his workplace, which he likes to talk about. A lot. I know it 's not pro to dismiss one 's patient role, but I 'm only human. I can only mind so long about forklifts and how many cases of motor oil fit in a 3 lbs. box. Note : call foreman for incidents at work.

Aug 29th - Interesting chat with Mr. Johnson, the storage warehouse managing director where Mr. Horsecooc works. He said that Harrison was a slap-up worker, that he wished he had ten more like him. When asked how he interacted with his co-workers, he said that at first they teased him, mostly about his last gens ( understandable, I guess ), but that after a fight with one of them eight months ago, they leave him alone now. Supposedly, one of the men 's girlfriend came by during their lunch hour, asked Harrison were her fellow was and he offered to show her. Instead, he showed her the inside of a Scots heather closet, 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 trend, this led to a physical altercation between the two men, in which Harrison proceeded to knock the Boyfriend unconscious mind without missing a beat, or thrust, as it were, according to the story. The police force were called, the swain taken to the hospital and `` Harry '' was taken away. Shortly afterwards, the boyfriend dropped the assault charge, 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 someone, even in self-defense, nor engaging in sexual behavior with a stranger. While physically, he is more than than capable as far as the assault ; his medical exam chart putting him at 6'2 '', 224 lbs. with 5 % body fat, I simply ca n't see his conduct being anything other than to run away from such a confrontation. bank bill to self : Engage William Henry Harrison about this incident.

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

I pushed him, asking him to differentiate me more about the `` Bad thing ''. He said he did n't like talking about it, that it `` gave him bad dreams ''. 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 free and this time, actually hugged me before leaving. I never noticed before, but he smelled so good ! Felt good, too ! Strong and Manly ...

September 3rd - Ted texted me this sunup, saying he got delayed in Dallas and would n't ready it back this weekend. I texted him back saying it was o.k., but, in trueness, it was n't. I do n't bed why, but I 've been so horny today. I had a dream that Ted and Chris double-teamed me in my bureau ! I could n't get it out of my mind, that figure of speech of me spread all-encompassing on my desk, my head hanging off the bound, my legs on Ted 's shoulders and Chris in my mouth, ejaculating at the Same meter, filling me up, Oh, God ! I 'm going to go for a run, try to get over these tactile sensation ...

Sept 4th - Chris called me this evening to discipline on how I was doing with his patients. Apparently, Sir Rex Harrison has called his answering service no less than 12 clip in the last two weeks, asking when Dr. John Davis will be back. I assured him that everything was amercement. While his response was skeptical, he said he trusted my sagaciousness ( well, thank you for pocket-size favour ! ). I asked him how things were in Paris. He said they were now on the Rivera ( Bastard ! ) and that affair were slap-up. Thanks to an uncle or something of hers, they 'd been invited to stay another three hebdomad and would I be okay with holding on to his patients that much thirster. I told him I was, that I honestly wanted to help get to the bottom of Sir Rex 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 row, to `` get him off my hands '' ( Typical for him, to desire to just dump a patient instead of trying do his job ! ). I told him I thought I was making actual progress, and that I might just keep him. This caught him off-guard. `` Progress, how ? ``, he asked. I told him that I was slowly weening Harrison off the ludicrous amount of Triethynitrate he was giving him and I swear, I could try him start to hypervenalate. `` You did what ! ? ``, he almost screamed ! Now, I could hear Beverly in the 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 lucky he was n't being sued for malpractice. He did n't stop and honestly, I 'd never seen him get this worked up over a patient before, ANY patient role ! Finally, just so he wouldn't cut his honeymoon short and derive back, I told him I would and he started to calm down. I almost was will to do it, honest and then he said `` All you had to do was babysit for a few hebdomad, but NO-oooh, you had to get all clinical, did n't you ? '' That did it. `` Enjoy your vacation '', I said, flatly, `` do n't vex, I 'll do exactly what you 've asked. '' `` Alright, Cyn, thank you ! '' `` Do n't mention it '', I said, hanging up. Like Hell, I would ! I 'd read him ! I then called the pharmacy where Harrison had filled the modish pre***********ion. I told them to put a distinction on his record to turn down any encourage refills without my commendation. I 'd cure Harrison Horsecooc if it 's the last thing I did !

September 8th - After three days of almost hourly requests from the chemist's shop to refill Harrison 's pre***********ion, and at least 30 messages both to Sherri and my own cell telephone set ( He must have gotten it from Sherri ), I finally relented and called back the Pharmacy to let the refill. Strangely, I never heard anything back. Our next appointee was scheduled for Monday, the 12th. I 'm sure everything will be fine. I even asked Sherri if Harrison had called back and she told me she hadn't heard from him since yesterday. I asked her to call him, just to shit sure he knows he could get his refill.

September 9th - Sherri called in sick, said she was out in last night 's pelting when her car broke down and had to wait for a bus. She said she figured she caught a cold and would be back on Mon. In six old age, Sherri has never called in. I told it was would be fine, but to be honest, I 've heard Sherri sick before, and she still came into the post. She did n't sound sick this cockcrow. Also, Reginald Carey Harrison 's director, Mr. Dr. Johnson, called. Harrison had n't shown up to wreak for the yesteryear 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. Lyndon Baines Johnson that we had an engagement on Monday and that if he did not show, then I would inform the authorities.

September 11th - Ted surprised me yesterday. After our last conversation, I did n't know when or if he would be back. God, I had missed him ! Even Thomas More than I think I realized ! He showed up at my door Saturday morning and we did not lead the bedroom until 04:00 p.m. today ! The thing is, I thought that seeing Ted would help oneself, but it did n't ... I 've been so Horny lately, I 've had to buy fresh electric battery twice in the finally workweek ! And I know why ... I had requested the check records for President Benjamin Harrison for his prior `` incidents ''. Each fourth dimension, he had been caught having sex in public. The offset time, on the bus with a co-ed from a local community college. The side by side time, with a redolence counter lady friend, offering sample distribution. Both meter, the woman had to be literally pulled away from him, professing their undying love. After being away from his presence, it was like the women had been drugged. They complained of worry and as one of the Danton True Young gentlewoman put it, `` a really hot aspiration, with an amazing guy ''. They had no recollection to the event actually happening. While Ted eternal sleep, I ca n't finish thinking about Harrison, or as the womanhood called him : `` Harry, Harry Horsecock '' ...

September 12th - Sherri did n't show up up for work again today. I called her apartment and got not respond. I called her cellular telephone and her common salutation had changed. Harrison 's voice came on, saying that Sherri could n't fare to the headphone, she was too busybodied cumming on his dick. Indeed, I could take heed her moaning and almost screeching in the background along with a audio I knew too well from this weekend with Ted : the sound a bed makes when two multitude are fucking up a storm. Creaking, headboard banging, the works. Just before the beep, I could learn, loud and unmortgaged, Sherri say : `` Fuck me, Mr. Horsecock ! Fuck me and never stop ! ''. I thought about calling the law, but what could I say ? My secretary is fucking one of my patients, realise them lay off ? I still had some of his 500 milligram dosage of Triethynitrate here in the office. If I could get him to stay fresh his assignment, I should be able to get him to hire them and then everything will be okay. He just called, seemed he got my figure from Sherri 's cell. He 's on his way to keep our appointment.

September 18th - pricy journal, Hee Hee ! This is keen ! It 's like, I talk and it types on the filmdom ! poor fish Chris came back today and tried to spoil all our fun ! But Mr. Horsecock put a stop to that existent quick ! BAM ! One poke and he was down for the count ! I almost had to discontinue sucking, but thankfully, I was able to get him ready for Sherri. I love Sherri ! She 's like the kid sister I never had ! We never used to really utter before, you know ? But now, we got lots to talk about ! Like makeup, clothes, how well Mr. Horsecock fucks us, how serious Mr. Horsecock smells, how a great deal we both love it when he shoots his hot load in us, you know, girl clobber ! Mr. Horsecock says he 's got a business plan in psyche, to put us girls to process. I dunno what that means, but I 'm sure it 'll be fun !

October 8th - Dear journal, sorry it 's been so long since I 've had a chance to drop a line ! Mr. Horsecock had to move us to Las Vegas. I love it here ! It 's sooo pretty ! We 're making film, the three of us ! Me, Sherri and Bevy ! That 's right ! You do n't about her. Bevy used to be with that Silly Chris guy, you phallus him, right ? But now, she 's with Mr. Horsecock and who could charge 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 Saami as Mr. Horsecock 's prick ! As long as Mr. Horsecock keeps taking care of us and fucks us, we 'll never forget !

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