Miss Fine nodded. "Your grades in English are fine." Tiffany breathed a sigh of relief. "It's your other classes that aren't so well. And we need to talk about your behavior during school."
"What about it?"
"From what I understand, you are rather...generous in your affection."
"I...that's none of your business."
"It is when I'm trying to help you. Do you...want to be that way?"
Tiffany thought about that. "It's...what I am. It feels good."
"Could you go without it? I mean, if you wanted to."
"Sure I can," she said.
"So, if I challenged you to spend one week without being that affectionate...you could?"
"Sure," she said.
"Oh, then it is a deal then."
"But, I don't want to..." Tiffany started.
"Tiffany...liking the opposite sex and even the physical is not a bad thing...I'm not some sort of prude. But if you can't control your need...if you spend your whole life a slave to your physical desires...then who are you?" She asked. "I am worried you can't control it...in which case, you could have an addiction. I need you to show me you can. You can come back and talk to me about it any time. I'll even give you my number if you have the urge."
"I'm not addicted to sex," Tiffany insisted.
"So, prove me wrong," she said.
