One knock. Two. Three. ‘yes, come in. ‘ his voice was like chocolate. I thought to myself that it would be so sexy to have him whisper in my ear a...fter… ‘come in.’ this time I actually walked in & shook the quick fantasy I had of my teacher & I. ‘Hello Cassandra, I’m glad to see you came’ he flashed a beautiful white smile. It was not right for a man this sexy to be working in a school, he should have been a model. ‘well Teach, I kinda need this class to graduate.’‘I know, but you’re failing. "She, uh, reminds me of somebody," Marty murmured.Linda noted, "Come to think of it, she kind of puts me in mind of somebody, too. Your cousin Sally. But you must be thinking of somebody else."However, seeing her son's extreme reaction, Linda could sense they were indeed thinking of the same person. Then the light finally turned green. Linda drove on until the town was far behind them.Taking a chance that the time was right, she broke her silence to softly ask her son, "Marty, honey, do you. A bit older than the rest of the band, a senior at the school. She cursed like a sailor, wore two obvious tattoos, not counting the one on her back that James had seen, and had no qualms about giving her opinion to anyone and everyone. Technically competent, with a flair for improvisation, she was by far the best member of the band as far as being a "band member" went. If one could look past her outward spikes, it was very easy to see where much of the strength of the group lay.The jam session. Jesus Christ! [crying gets louder. Sounds of struggle can be heard] Oh Jesus!% She's having a panic attack! I need help!J [screaming]D Steve, get her in a room. Give her something to relax. [unintelligible] again tomorrow. It's okay! He's just giving you a shot. Hold her down! She's going to hurt herself. This will only hurt a second! It's okay to[tape end][end of session][Session 26-61088. Keller, Timothy J. November 12th, 1989][D indicates Dr. Keller; J indicates patient; %.