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she
pressed her unbound feet to the table to relieve the cramping to her mid back.   This small relief was short-lived, as
shiny metal stirrups with narrow thigh supports were pulled out from under the
table.
    With
a chuckle, the nurse easily locked each slim, delicate ankle, and the
corresponding thigh, in place with buckling restraints.   The clicking of metal announced the slow
spreading of Patricia's ankles and thighs as her splayed legs were lifted up
into the air to shamefully stretch and expose her entire bottom-half for
viewing.   The nurse adjusted the
tabletop once again to support the small of Patricia's back and proceeded to
wrap a broad leather belt around the girl ’ s slender waist.   The nurse brushed off her hands, obviously pleased with her work, and
called for the physician from her intercom:   "The first one is ready, Dr. Krouse."
    An
old, unkempt, balding man with a distended belly and a short stocky legs
waddled into the room with a defined limp.   His oily, flushed face framed small dark eyes that were set too close
together and canopied by a thick unibrow, and a partial set of yellowed teeth
that had not seen a toothbrush in decades.   His hands were abnormally large, particularly in comparison to
Patricia's delicacy.   He sat down on
a rolling stool that he moved to position his eyes dead center before her
stretched-open, private region.   On
his signal, the table was raised, giving him a panoramic view, and subsequent
access, to the trembling pink flesh.
    The
physician donned a pair of rubber gloves with a snap before perusing the tray
of instruments set before him.   He
selected several items with his thick, sausage-like fingers and then turned his
head briefly to eye the two girls hunched against the wall.   Offering them a sardonic smile, he
lifted a large speculum in the air and pretended to study it, assuring his
audience had clear sight of the menacing instrument.
    “ Franklin,
is it?" he said to Patricia after briefly glancing at her file, "You
and I will be getting to know one another intimately in a few minutes, so you
might as well just relax and enjoy yourself.   As for you two," he glanced back at
Molly and April, "I will clarify that this is a situation where you are not to be looking away from the proceedings.   I wish each of you to carefully observe this examination and prepare
yourselves for your turn.   Nurse
Boynton, would you please conduct a thorough breast exam on the girl while I
ready things down here?"
    "Are
you certain you do not wish to wait for your new resident to assist you,
Doctor?" the nurse asked, while snapping on her gloves.
    "Dr.
Wells is, ahem, having difficulty in restraining himself from imposing his
opinion regarding the psychological effects the inmates' experience during
their rehabilitation.   He also
continues to view the inmates as individuals with rights.   I sent him to talk with one of the
prefects as a distraction to prevent him from joining us today."
    "Compassion is an unacceptable trait in this environment," the nurse agreed. “ I still do not
understand why he was not called to fight in the war.   He was of age at that time. ”
    “ For
some reason, the State considered him to be more valuable alive.   Some of us were not so lucky, ” the old man said
bitterly.
    “ Uh,
yes, ” the nurse cleared her
throat, glancing at his crotch. “ I
heard that you suffered a great loss in the battlefield. ”   She quickly returned to the subject at
hand. “ As for Dr. Wells, if he
cannot set aside his tender little heart, then he needs to leave.   I have also heard rumors that he has
attempted to interfere with the discipline."
    "Headmaster
Judas believes there is hope for the young man and wishes to raise him up in
administration. It is my opinion that his primary reason for being here is to
attract wealthier investors to donate resources to this organization. I do
question the wisdom in allowing him to remain on site. I do not