"Tiffany?" the older woman said. "What's wrong?" she looked concerned as she entered.
"It's Steve Farber...and others. They keep trying to get me to...fool around with them. I keep saying I'm not that kind of girl..." she said, crying. "But they don't listen. I wish they would just leave me alone."
Miss Fine felt sorry for the poor girl. She went over to her and pulled her in to a hug. "Oh you poor dear." She said as she tried to calm the girl down.
Once Tiffany had settled down a bit Miss Fine released the hug and then looked at Tiffany.
"I have an idea." She said. "I know this great place that will do wonders for you." She headed back to her desk and then handed Tiffany a business card.
"A spa?" Tiffany asked looking at the card. She wasn't sure if this was her sort of thing.
Miss Fine nodded. "I'm sure it'll be great for you."
Tiffany paused thinking it over. She was sure that she wouldn't like it but Miss Fine did always seem to know what she was talking about so she agreed.
"Great." Miss Fine replied smiling. "I'll make an appointment straight away." She picked up her phone and started to dial the number.
