The young woman assured him that they would handle that.The appointment was confirmed ten days later. Penny was appalled.“It’s not needed! I feel ...erfectly well. Why do you want me to go through this? If I can’t have children I can’t have children. So what!”“Penny, dear, there might be delayed symptoms and they might cause you a lot of pain and even premature death.”That stopped Penny. She never wanted to be a burden to Peter ... ever.“OK,” she said meekly.Penny duly saw the doctor who referred. ”“Just yo wait,” she said merrily, busying herself to one side. “By the time I’ve trussed you up, you’ll take your cuts like a soldier. Without a move and without a single sound. For I have to gag you first. You’ve never had the pear, eh?”I confessed that I had not. She came forward and showed me the infamous choke-piece with its strong spring, for the jaw muscles are among the strongest in the body. When she had closed the pear against the spring, it looked like a small crab apple made of. Not who he was, where we are going, what he has in mind for me. Nothing. He led me and I followed like an obedient boy – excited but also a bit fearful. Fearful, I guess of loosing out on what was about to happen if I did or say something which he didn’t want of me.We walked through that platform not very crowded by Mumbai standards. It was warm and I was sweating and I noticed so was he maybe more than me. We reached the end of the platform and walked down it, he still holding my hand and. He removed both of them -- she’d worn such clunky shoes for the winter weather. He pulled her socks off and kissed her big toes through her pantyhose. He knelt on the bed over her as he kissed her stomach again, working up her body to her breasts. There, again, he kissed all over each breast before getting to the nipple. Then he kissed back down to her navel. That was ticklish.“Let me,” he said. His hands were at her waistband. She arched so that her rump was off the bed. He tugged the jeans.