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Yes. Hey,

Tiffany. I didn't know that you had an

appointment today.

I don't. I just wanted to say goodbye

to you before I leave.

Goodbye?

You're barely through

your senior year. I don't think I

understand.

I know. I just want to leave. Things

haven't been going well for me.

Haven't been going well?

It's been going great.

I know in the beginning of the semester

you had a few problems,

but I think the progress has been quite

impressive. I think you've done a

really good job.

Largely due to your help.

Well, Tiffany,

I appreciate you saying that.

Look,

close the door. Come inside. Let's talk

about this.

I've been a great counselor,

Dr. McKenzie.

And haven't I always told you that you

should never

run away from a conflict?

You know,

you should face it head-on. That's the

best way.

Just like Lord Admiral Nelson. Remember

that?

You always had a way of making your

history lectures seem so real. As if

they were part of everyday life.

Well, they were.

At one time,

to someone.

So, um, tell me what's on your mind.

I just want to go home. I'm not feeling,

like, I'm not feeling

right. You know,

I'm from a small town.

And I'm just not used to the big city.

Well, hold on.

It's been three years.

In three years,

you can adapt to just about anything.

Anywhere.

So I want you to relax. Okay?

It's okay.

Tell me the truth.

What are the real issues here?

Well, to be honest,

it's

you.

Me?

I don't get it. I've actually never

been anything but incredibly nice to

you.

Yeah. That's the problem.

Lately,

my feelings for you have been way too

much to handle.

Wow. That's totally normal.

What do you mean?

Well,

obviously there have been some

projections going on here.

Maybe some inner conflicts with

your real father or the father that you

wish you had.

I don't think of you like my father.

I never got along with my father.

He always creeped me out how he fawned

over my friends.

I didn't mean it like your literal

father. He's a father figure,

more like a father figure,

buried deep into your subconscious.

Oh.

It's more like a

masculine figure,

someone that shows you something,

that leads you,

that guides you.

A father figure,

unlike a mother figure,

which would be a little bit more

nourishing,

a little bit more reassuring.

A father figure would be more proactive.

It would challenge you.

When

maybe your real father doesn't quite

measure up,

per se,

you project this feeling or this

thought onto someone else.

I understand that. And I accept that.

It's just the way you look at me. The

way you talk to me.

You're very kind. And very helping.

It's more than that. Isn't it?

Yeah, but Tiffany,

I think you

're missing the point here.

Tell me not to leave. Tell me to stay.I

can't make that decision for you.

Okay?

You have to make those choices.

The only thing I can help you do is to

weigh

your options.

I can't stay anymore not knowing.

Not knowing what?

That you have feelings for me more than

just a teacher to a student.

I do.

That you've never told me.

You've never tried to touch me.

I never have.

So tell me to leave.

And I will.

For so long.

Okay now?

Not

necessary anymore.

No?

No?

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berish

* *gib

berish

* *gib

berish

* Yes,

yes, yes!

Oh, fuck

yeah!

Yeah, dude!

Wait,

I feel good?

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God,

yes, yes,

yes!

Oh,

fuck!

Almost went butthole!