'Doctor, you must help me,' they pretty young lady told the psychiatrist.
'Every time a boy take me out, I always end up saying 'yes.'
And afterwords I feel guilty and depressed.'
'I see, ' the analyst nodded. 'And you went me to strengthen your resistance?'.
'Certainly not! exclaimed the distraught girl.'I want you to weaken my conscience!.
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