<span style="font-family: 'Georgia'"><span style="font-size: 18px">"Davey?" a woman's voice softly asks, "can you hear me?"<br/>
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Davey slowly begins to rouse himself.  He knows this voice, a little bit.  Is it Dr. Helen?  His eyes open just enough to see the lovely m.i.l.f. leaning over him.  He tells himself that he's dreaming and begins to reach for her, to try and wrap his arms about her neck to pull himself up to kiss her lips.  But as his hands touch her, he realizes that this isn't a dream and he quickly pulls his hands back to cover his face while he turns his head to the side to break eye contact.  He feels totally embarrassed and feels the blush of shame on his face.  "I... I'm s-sorry, Doctor," he says in an uncertain stammer, hoping that she will forgive him.<br/>
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Dr. Helen smiles at him, saying, "No harm, no foul, Davey," in her soft and husky voice.  "I'm flattered, but you're my client and we need to be professional instead of personal."  She pauses and then says, "You haven't anything to be ashamed of."<br/>
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Davey uncovers his eyes and looks up at Dr. Helen, still unsure but her smile comforts him.<br/>
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"Let's talk a bit before we get back preparing you for your acting role, yes?  Are you comfortable talking with me while you're in your pajamas," Dr. Helen asks.  Dr. Tiresias is torn, but her professionalism wins out.  She is tempted to use Davey's current vulnerability against him to try and "groom" him for herself, she might need to see her own psychiatrist about realizing the temptation, but she resists the urge which could destroy both of their lives.  Instead, she will use this moment, when his defenses are down, to get his honest thoughts and be able to assess whether or not he should continue with his aunt's plan to use 'Divina' in a long term advertising campaign.<br/>
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Davey nods in the affirmative and quietly says, "I'm okay."<br/>
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"That's good, Davey," says Dr. Helen.  "Let's talk about how you felt when your Aunt Gabrielle first offered you the acting and modeling job.  Then I want to ask you what you think your life will be like when this job is done.  Could we talk about those things, now?"  It might have been unprofessional, but Helen gently put a hand on one of Davey's hands.<br/>
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Davey was now at ease and he totally trusted Dr. Helen.  "Sure," said Davey with a little smile....</span></span>