"So when are you gonna let me take you out?" When you stop smelling like death," she answered."Ohh Yeah," he sang along. He danced right into an opera...ing table, sending a two-foot-wide disc tumbling to the floor."God-dammit, Frank, if you're gonna pester me in here, be careful!" She carefully lifted the disc back onto the table, reattaching some tubes and sensors. "He's in bad shape to begin with!" That's a patient?" Frank peered down at the disc, then jumped with recognition. It was a man, a. She wasn’t my mother, or anyone that I knew for that matter so I didn’t have an obligation to listen to her. Yet she ordered me around and like a well trained dog I did what she said immediately. For the rest of the day I remained in bed. Thursday brought more of the same except this time Tiffany brought the medicines to me before I proceeded to pass out for the rest of the day.Friday changed around evening, with my migraine gone and my body back to its normal temperature, I was well enough to. "A little silicone will fix this." Then she began to squirt the stuff into my lips. With each injection I winced with my new high-pitched voice. When she was finished, my lips felt awfully full and bloated. What else could she have in mind to further humiliate me? I didn't want to know but Olga already knew her next step."Now open your mouth and show me your tongue," she ordered. I obeyed and stuck out my tongue. She took another prepared syringe and began to prod my tonguewith it. After a. Not always the same people but always some very lovely women, rarely a man and if one did stop with a female friend he didn't stay long and left alone shortly after arriving. This intrigued me to say the least, so I decided to make the move to get in the apartment and see what was up there.I figured the best way to get inside was to extend an invitation to the next party that weekend. So I found myself knocking on the door carrying a bottle of tequila, my usual hello gift. I waited for what.