Patti comes out

I sit on the sofa for a few minutes, then Patti comes out from the back, looks around, spots me and walks towards me with a professional looking smile and her hand stretched out.

I stand up and take a few steps forward, extend my hand and shake Patti's hand.

"Matt, how lovely to see you again." Patti says as she shakes my hand.

"It is really great seeing you as well Patti." I reply.

"Right this way please." Patti says, turns around and walks towards the back. I follow her, looking at her ass swaying. She is looking nice, dressed in a very professional looking dark suit, with a pencil skirt that hugs her hips and legs very tight and goes to her knees. Her legs are in black stockings and she is wearing medium height shoes. She also has on a white blouse, buttoned up to the top, and her hair is put up in a bun, and she is wearing glasses.

I follow her through the back past multiple doors until we reach a door that has a sign saying "Patti Fernald, Ph. D." on it. We enter, and Patti closes the door behind me. She points at a sofa, says "have a seat please" which I do, and Patti takes a seat on a chair across from the sofa.

I look across at Patti, not sure what to say, but she smiles confidently and says:

"Matt, I understand you have come to see me to discuss what happened two nights ago."

I look around the room, it is full of books on bookshelves, and a variety of diplomas and certifications with Patti's name on them.

Patti sees my eyes wandering around, and realises I am a bit confused where I am, so says:

"I am a psychologist, Matt"