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“It all began with my mother,” with the revival of the proclamation, each word began its own recourse from Kate Kleizer. Bpp, and what is there to remember about this waste! Not only did he get an oversight of his own, not only did he get a jerk of his own -women, and, in addition, start comparing with his mother.

- And how often do you ... ny ... yourself? - Frécius Bremmer, the Spitzbergen College of Psychological Problems, has won the meeting.

- Yes, I do not need it! In fact of the matter. - He again had pain in the head, somewhere in the depth behind the right eye. The fingers of the left pyki healed with his life, independent of his will, and scathing on the green lattice.

“Let's get back to your story again,” Dr. Bremmer replied. - I do not have complete confidence that I correctly understood Vas.

- Hy, good. Here, for example, - he tried to get up, but she firmly put his soft pyky to his head and he was forced to continue lying down. - You are known as an expert on problems similar to my own, but let's say they are related to security, right? GREAT! And just to see you, I will take a plane ticket and flight from Toronto to Chicago. In the plane there are two nice girls, ladies. But one of them, I see, I don’t remember my last name, starts offering me some good gifts, a different one, and her partner, Lora Li, brings a big glass of champagne. And all this is just me, and no one else anything! And then, leaning to my table, in order to set the glass, one of them would hate to bite me for yho. After ten minutes they had already fought because of me on the kitchen, and at that time the crews pressed the call buttons, but absolutely hopelessly. The girls all came together after a while, but only to ask what beefsteak I liked, with blood or well stewed, and at the same time to offer me minty sweeties ... this is really very awkward

And in the same dyhe this dypatsky flight continues. The girls are already ready to put on their hands the acid masks and offer friends with hoses just because they want to find out who of the two of them will become co-workers with me in Chicago. I already do not get tea alive from this cruel plane. The plane goes on landing, the girls have never been out of touch, and, of course, the passengers would be glad to persecute me long ago, if they were not just one “but” - they have always loved me for a long time, and I know for certain that get better

But I was saved by a little negrite who flew with his mom and winked at me dearly. He gave them both a charm and a walk, and all over the world ... So, while they covered it with ground coffee, so as not to smell, I quietly yliznyl.

Dr. Bremmer slowly shook her head.

- What a yaac! It's great!

- Is it awful ?! Yes, it is terrible, damn it! I to your knowledge, in general, live in constant peace that sometime they will love me to die!

“Hy,” said Dr Bremmer, “but maybe you are just a little bit, do you think cht-chyt, do events?”

- What are you doing?

- Nothing, Mister Kleizer, absolutely nothing. Try to focus on your problem.

- is it clear? You shyitit, I could not think about anything else. It’s good that at least I earn a living from a caricaturist - the work can be sent by mail, if only I had to go to the street, mix with the crowd, I would have dared to play in less than ten minutes later!

- I think that you are all the same magnify, Mister Kleizer.

- Of course, it is easy for you to say, you were not in my school, but with me it was always like that, I remember myself. I was always the most popular person in the class, I was first invited to the white dance, I was always invited to the baseball and other teams, because my experience almost always attracted the yspeh, and the readers always had little of my knowledge, even my desire. .

- In college, yes? - clarified Dr. Bremmer.

- Fuck c two! In kindergarten! I don’t know any more, so that a boy in the fourth grade will be dragged into a woman’s changing room and raped there ... you don’t understand, damn it! They will love me for sure ... to the death!

Golos Nate sounded harsh, unnatural and Dr. Bremmer attempted to repose his patient.

“When people are afraid that they are constantly being watched that they want to be offended or even killed,” which happens in extreme paranoid cases, then everything is clear — this is a typical pair. This happens at every step, especially in our time. But what you tell me is something special, something perfectly opposite. I have not yet come across this one and do not even know what to call it.

He had eyes glittered:

- And I do not know.

“Perhaps all this is erotrophobia, the fear of being loved,” Dr. Bremmer continued.

- Klacc! Even the name came! And to me, what is the use of it? I'm worried about sec, not your terminology!

“Mister Kleizer,” Dr. Bremmer tried to soften her situation. “You don't assume that the results will be instantaneous.” We are going to work together ...

- Have fun ?! Hell, I really shouldn’t be lying around ... on your couch!

- Good morning, calm down, Mister Kleizer.

- What are you doing, by your own?

- Nothing.

- You blur the blouse, I can hear the rustling of the fabric. I am too good this sound izylil!

Otkolknyn psihiatra, Neyte hastily sat down on the couch. Dr. Bremmer was already almost completely disheveled, then, without letting her recall, she was thinking of throwing off a mini skirt, a petticoat, a tufli, pantyhose and sweet crotch pants ... It was clear that this woman knows why. He saw that everything had been done professionally. Enveloped by the sandwheel, he shoved the green cushion and, loose, turned to the door. Dr Bremmer was quick to follow him, brighten up the kitty, scurrying around the Psychology of Today magazine, and sweeping the table all the rest of the books.

- Oh my God! - Zaar Heyt, shouted in the street.

“Oh, oh, search, sweetie,” Dr. Bremmer said, crawling off her cushions.

Neyte started to run, but she quickly crawled behind him and, like a trap, captured with his ankle:

- Please, please, take me with you, do with me what you want, take advantage of me, scrape me, beat me, I love you! I love you! Desperate, hopeless, absolute!

- Gospodi, gospodi, gospodi! - He murmured Heyt, clinging to pychky and at the same time trying to preserve equilibrium. But here is the doorway, hitting Neyt on the shoulders, from which he still lost his balance and attacked, it seems, on the psychiatrist.

- Oh yeah! - Prof. Dr. Bremmer. - Popey, beat me, I refused everything to myself, I didn’t imagine to myself what it means to love such a young woman like you! Take me as in the “History of ...”, yes, yes !!!

At the same moment, the open-door cabinet of the room was entered by a secretary, a pimply woman, about fifty years old, who had already seen Nate in the reception room. DURING a pronate doktopshi okpyglilic her eyes, but she finally arrived chepez cekyndy bpocilac vycvobozhdat nogy Heyta from naked pyk pcihiatpa to those pop until it izymlenie pepeshlo not in lust, and she did not ppicoedinilac The record to doktopy Bpemmep ...

He clowed away, pushed away from the wall, fell into the door, and then rushed like a fire.

He reached the elevator and was safe before both women could ...

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