"Well, what seems to be the trouble?" Dr. Arnold, the therapist, asked.

Peg shifted around in her chair as she gathered her courage to speak.

"I have this…" The phone rang before she could say another word and Dr. Arnold held up a finger to tell her to wait.

"Yes?" he said into the receiver. "She did? Well, did they catch her? No? Call her husband and tell him to be on the lookout for her." he hung up, then said, "Sorry about the interruption. Go on."

"Well, for the past month or so, I've had this almost irresistible urge…

A knock on the door stopped her from saying any more.

"Excuse me again, my dear," he said as he got up and answered the door.

His receptionist stood in the doorway, and a shrill voice came from the waiting room. The receptionist said that Mrs. Borden was there, and that she had a problem. The voice in the background was saying "I can't stand it another minute! I'm going to do it again! Yeowwww!"

Dr. Arnold told Peg he would be right back and went out. The receptionist Walked into the office and sat down heavily in Dr. Arnold's chair. She was a young and good-looking chick.

"It's pretty hectic around here, isn't it?" Peg said as she heard Dr. Arnold trying to calm the woman in the outer office.

"Yeah," the receptionist said. "He's a horse's ass anyhow."

Picking up a pencil from the table beside Dr. Arnold's chair, the receptionist pretended that it was a cigarette like the doctor was holding and said, "Well, what seems to be the trouble my dear?" in an amusing imitation of the doctor's voice. She even made her face look like his with the magnified eyes.

Peg was shocked by the woman's behavior, but she couldn't help laughing at her impersonation of her boss.