But I agreed with Jim’s conditions. “OK, what else can I do to make this right?” “I will have to give that some thought. I want the punishment...to fit the crime” he said. “But now, go to my dresser and get a condom and put it on me.” “You are going to wear a condom?” “Of course. You are soiled now. Until we can get you tested, you need to use condoms with anyone, including me. You will have to go to the doctor and tell him you have been a bad girl and get tested.” I knew that this was more about. Interestingly, her nipples were still quite erect. She noticed that I was looking at them, and quickly put her hands over them, her face turning red. “What is wrong with me?” she whispered hoarsely as she sat up. “I just had a wizened-up old lady sexually abuse me with a stick, whip my ass with that same stick; yet I’m sitting in a stairwell and I’m apparently so aroused that I have a major case of pokies.” “Sometimes we can’t control our body’s reaction to stimulus, even if it is the. I said, "Good day, Ma'am. I am the person formerly known as Hank King, but for sometime, I have been going by the name of Hank Edson. I hope that is sufficient information for you to identify me."I am here to see the man who calls himself King. I suggest you contact him and verify that he will want to see me. Please see to that immediately. By the way, there is no way that we plan to surrender our guns. I suspect that you will be the first one killed if anybody does start shooting."I remained. .then...calmly...slipped...****Outside still, my two half-drunk friends debated over the meaning of the tiny lettering on the door."What's it say?" asked Lardo. "I can't read shit that small." It says 'CLINIC - of the Criminally Insane Anarchist Feminist Lesbians'," Chet replied."God-think we should do something?" Naw," said Chet. "He'll be fine."What the hell? I woke up, still strapped to the gurney. No pain, though. Must have got operated on. Feels OK. I tried to sit up, but the straps held.