Gunther slowly pulled his hand out of the girl's shorts and smiled, pulling his hands away from her as he stood up.  He again offered his hand.  "I'd like you to come with me please, Ms. Tanner."  His tone was polite, but the intensity of his eyes clearly showed he was not making a request.  He mentally sketched out the route to his own little corner of the asylum, carefully planning a twisting route to confuse the cats if they tried to follow him.  With any luck, he wouldn't even need to restrain this one once he got her into the examination chair.<br/><br/>He admitted to himself that touching her did feel good, but carefully reminded himself that he would go no further unless it was necessary for her treatment.  He giggled a little bit as his eyes roved over her body, watching as the tail moved and swayed of its own accord in his mind.