The next day.

The next morning, I awoke early, and was just about to ring for the maid when I remembered where I was. Damn this place! Damn Billy's plan all to hell! The things I put up with, to be that man's wife. The looney bin, of all freaking places. Safe or not, this was too much. I was starting to feel hostile and pissed off.

"Annie," it's time to go meet your Doctor. You're going to like him, he's a very nice man." some bitch servant was talking at me from the doorway.
"Whatever," I replied, and followed her down a long, clean hallway. It always smelled like they were trying to cover up the smell of puke in these shitty places, I thought, as we came to the quacks office door. I went in, and sat where he indicated. This ought to be a laugh, if nothing else.

"Hello, Annie, I have heard so much about you."
"Then you know I don't really belong here. Can I smoke a joint in here?"

"Annie, if I let you, everyone will want to. Suppose you tell me why you think you are here.", asshole said.

I ran through this safehouse idea of Billy's again, for the record.As if he didn't know. These guys will play their games. "Sid, I don't like shrinks, as a rule. I like you even less than most." I informed him. He smiled. That pissed me off further. I flipped him off. We were well on our way to a satisfying Doctor-patient relationship.

"So, Sid, baby, ya wanna talk about sex?" I asked.
"Annie, we can talk about whatever you want."
What a patronizing asshole! Suddenly, a new, but certain realization hit me. This guy was in on it! How could it take me so long to see? It was all so damn obvious! This shed a whole new light on things. Not only that, but I also had the distinct impression that he wanted to get into my pants. What a notch on his bed post it would be to screw the wife of Bill Gates. Like I said, what an asshole! He was kind of cute, though, and I had been away from Billy for a while. Oh, well, we'll see how it plays out.Maybe this place had it's merits, after all.