I guess that’s what happens when the therapy goes deep enough. I just knew I was happy to be part of the therapeutic team, and I just knew I was get...ting better with my little (Ha-ha!) FF (that’s ‘failed fellatio’ for you newcomers) problem. Wasn’t going to say that though. We pulled up in front of John’s office and Mom said ‘I’ll be here at 5:30.’ ‘No just wait for my call.’ I never knew if an appointment would run late and didn’t want her just sitting there for an hour if it did. ‘No problem. " To extend our reach to the stars above." Jessie!" James!" Team Rocket blasts off at the speed of light!" Surrender now or prepare to fight!" Meowth, that's right!" You're Team Rocket!" shouted Ash."Got that right, twerp!" chuckled Meowth. "And this time, we gotcha rightwhere we wantcha!" But don't worry, dear," smiled Jessie with false sincerity. "You'llstill get that makeover we promised you." Her smiled shifted to menacing."Whether you like it or not! You humiliated us so many times, well. Of course, thought Wendy, the "personal reasons" Rhonda had given for dropping out of school, her unwillingness to discuss it and the way she had simply dropped out of sight with no letters or calls. Paul, she thought. Eric must have taped us talking about Paul and threatened to expose their romance. Why hadn't she seen it before? She hurriedly dressed."WENDY!" cried Rhonda, opening the door, her face registering shock, happiness to see her friend again and embarrassment to be found living in. In the morning I was up early, grabbed breakfast at the Parkside and at eight o’clock was at my house. I knew that Karen would most likely be long gone as it was Friday and she was expected at work by seven thirty for a weekly progress meeting that involved all the staff at her agency. By eight thirty the movers I had contacted the previous afternoon had backed their van in the driveway. For a little over an hour they and I packed and carted boxes out and into the van. The last item to be.