Nymphomaniacal (for MadameNyx)

Mishi sighed and stood up, running her fingers through her hair. As much as she liked Doctor Jim, they weren't getting anywhere. She needed help. If only there was a way for him to-

Her eyes lit up as she said "Thats it!" Grinning, she turned towards her doctor once more and said. "I have an idea."

Trying to keep herself from getting overly excited, she sat down once more on the sofa. Her eyes turned pleading as she said "Ok now, hear me out. Since the problem is being in a house by myself or with my mother, why don't you come live with me at an apartment?"

She waited quietly and watched his reaction. Before he could say anything, she continued. "Don't you see? Who better to watch over me than my psychologist? You'd still be paid by the hour, and we both get what we want. I live away from my mother, you get paid a good sum and help one of your patients. What do you think?"
 
James raised an eyebrow at her suggestion, and the pleading eyes as she turned to look at him. He pondered the idea, realizing that there wasn't much else that could be done. He jotted some notes down, then looked at his watch. When he finally spoke, it was in a hesitant voice. "You would still be required to have your weekly therapy session, of course. And you would need to do chores and help out around the house. You would also be required to pay a share of the utilities. Are you okay with that?"

Things were going in a rather strange, unexpected direction. Still, if it would help her to have a constant, twenty four hour supervisor, then so be it. He could think of worse things than being stuck in the same house as a busty blonde bunny. But he would have to maintain the doctor/patient relationship, he told himself.
 
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