Conclusion
I told young Leslie that she was right, that her boyfriend did suffer some sort of emotional response to the war. But I also told her that I honestly did not think that she was the person to help him.
I pointed out to her that she was still a young, impressionable girl and that to continue pursuing sexual experiences of this nature with the young man might harm her later outlook on sex.
I told her that perhaps she might be able to persuade her young man to seek counseling with the Veterans Administration. In the meantime, I told her that it would be best if she curbed her liaisons with Vince until he got his head cleared up. I explained to her that love was not an easy thing, that love often entailed hurting the other person in order to help them. I pointed out that if she persisted in indulging the poor boy's strange sexual appetites that he might never be cured.
Tearfully, Leslie acknowledged that I was probably right. When she left the office, I had the distinct impression that in the end, things for the two young levers would end well. I also had, however, for I have been in the psychiatric business a good while, the distinct awareness that the journey would not be easy. Still, Leslie had the will and she was determined. And besides, Vince still loved Leslie, albeit in a strange way. It made common sense to hope.