Honey's perspective;
"Honey, like th' Bee's", I said t' th' Doctor's assistant, with the beautifull blue eyes... (I could really fall fer' sump'in like that), I thought t' m'self as I filled out all th' forms, & sign'd m' life away... Or so 't seem'd...
"Would you like a cold drink of water?" as 'e handed me the Dixie cup, 'e ask'd, placin' it in m' hand, I drank fully, just as 'e knew I would...
As 'e open'd the door to anoth'r part o' the build'in, 'e said; "The Doctor will see you now", & 'e led th' way into a well-lit sterile, lookin' room... On the walls, all kinds o' pictures o' animals, most o' 'em a'breed'in... (Seems more lik' a Vet'rin'ary's office if'n ya' ask'd me), I thought t' m'self as I walk'd in...
Then, a funny smell hit m' nose, & nex' thing I know'd I wuz'a lookin' up at th' ceilin', an' m' hands wuz' a strapped down...A pair of very intell'gent lookin' hazel eyes, an' a beak-like nose, very handsome in it's own way, wuz'a lookin' down at me, face said, clin'cal, voice said; "Honey dear, are you ok?", with a voice that dripp'd masculinity, & border'd on command...
I wuz'a layin' on a rollin'-bed, he call'd it a "Gurney", an' I wuz'a cov'r'd up w' a sheet... "That was a nasty fall you took when you fainted as you walked in here... Are you sure you aren't allergic to anything?", he said 's 'e look'd back down at 'is chart... "We're going to have to do an entire battery of tests now, to determine what's happening to you."
Nex' thin'I know'd, 'e wuz'a tappin' m' chin wit' th' litl' stick & tellin' me t' say "Ahhh"... then 'e wuz'a lis'nen w' 'is device all ov'r m' chest 'n blow'n up a b'loon on m' arm...
Menagerie of a zoo...
Just an innocent young Stan-Ford College student in 1969, looking for a way to pay her way though college, one who didn't yet know the awesome power of the mind... But who found out very quickly as she inadvertentedly happened into the twisted Science Wing of a University that she thought was completely above-board...
Not knowing that the "University" wasn't THE Stanford Univ. that had the reputation. Not knowing that this was the work of a cleaverly devious, very intelligent man, having mental prowess far above that of normal men...
Franco-Antonio-Del-Leon-Josafison (Here-in refered to by his preferred name); Tony... A "Scientist Extrordinaire", & sexual deviant, with a pocketbook to match his intelligence, left to him in an Irrevokable Life Insurance Trust; (ILIT) by his all-loving father before his demise; This was the world that our sweet little innocent Arkansas farm-girl wandered into fatefully, that day when a simple stroll across campus led her to the Sign...
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The one that drew her in to sign documents, that, in time would totally change what she knew of the world...
Next thing she knew, she was strapped to a gurney, clothes gone, dignity stripped, effectively naked;her bra, having been cut off by a scalpel.
On her virgin breasts, two enormous leeches were attached, curled and suckling on her 38DDD's, which had never before experianced the light of day since the two-year old stage of innocence, when for propriety they began to be kept covered...
This was the foreign state of affairs she found herself in, as her mind began to wander off, through an unoccustomed extreemism of sensuous pleasure. One that she could never have even imagined to ever feel in her life...
Once a very religious, restrained, dignified, (As much as anyone can be from the restrictive roots of farm-life-upbringing), young woman, unknowing in the passions, obscenities, base & vulgar ways of the "Big-city world", that she had callously been thrust into so abruptly...
I saw the transformation. I knew & watched the metamorphosis of a girl, thrust ignanimously into the adult life of a woman on that fatefull day of her life. I tell you; to this day, I'm not entirely convinced that she really walked into here on her own accord, or if HE made her walk in through those doors, on this, the first day of the best of my life...
But since I was so struck by her unparalleled beauty, my moral code was completely non-existent. I was as hard as a board, as turned on as a Stud-bull in heat...
All I could do was stare, & try as best I could, to concentrate on what Tony was doing & saying, lest I be punished, & persecuted for my lack of attendance to his demands...
I knew better. I didn't want to be tortured, & believe me, he has his very effective, & not soon to be forgotten ways of making a point when he wants to do so... I can testify from personal experiance & hard-fought personal trials...
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