Tortured Thoughts 6
Now it was beginning to make her sick. Mindy cleared her throat loudly and they broke apart. Aren’t you going to introduce me to your gentlemen friend, she asked Pamela. “Oh, how rude of me…this is Jason, my boyfriend”. “He lives with you”, she asked. “Yes he does, why?”, Pamela asked. “No reason, just curious.” Jason sat down beside her and said to her, “Pamela has told me alot about you”. Mindy looked over at Pamela with a hateful stare. “I thought our sessions were confidential”. “They are, believe me, whatever you say in my office stays there”. “I dont believe you”, Mindy said. “Does it hurt when you lie like that?” Pamela looked toward Jason with pleading eyes. “No, its nothing like that, you misunderstood me. She only said that she had a nice young lady as a client”, he said as he patted her leg. He had nice hands. He was lying for her but she didn’t fault him. “Does your head hurt yet, how about your leg”, Mindy asked Pamela. “What do you mean?” Mindy smiled. Your head wound, broken leg. You’ll see.”