That guy was an ass, I’m so glad he’s gone.Then they hired my tormenter four months ago. He’s the new Marketer, the guy that cold calls companie...s and sets up sales visits. He’s not even all that good at his job; I think the calls that agree to visits are just trying to get off the phone with him.Trying to get away from him.I can’t do that. I have sit here in my maple wood-veneer prison and take it.The laughter lowers to a chuckle that creeps around the bottom edges of my desk, rising like a. For him. So that he’d be proud of me. The cold feeling of abandonment had been partially washed away by the texted offer to pick me up. Meeting Mick’s colleagues went beyond an apology: it was renewed hope that what we had was real. “Are you sure I’m OK to go into a Police Station dressed like this?” I asked, wrapping Mick’s beloved black trench coat tightly around my body. “Of course,” Mick insisted. “And don’t worry, I’m sure they’ll love you just as much as I do.” “What? What did you. She told me to take a seat on a chair in the corner and the doctor would be with me shortly. She closed the door and left.As I looked around the room my gaze fell upon the examination table in the center of the room. It was a bit different than any I had seen before. The table was covered in gray leather and stood a bit above waist high. At one end was a leather bench, about the height of a chair seat.After a few moments there was a knock at the door and the doctor entered."Hello Mr. Jones," he. The dogs will be happy. Susan looked at her sister and shook her head. Im having trouble with the way youre so cool about the whole thing. Even after digging up as much on the net as I could it still scares me a little. Jane giggled. I was so scared the first time. I almost puked. She admitted. Now I understand it better thanks to you. Jane hugged herself and shivered. That doesnt mean I not scared now. When are we going to get the dogs? Sue asked. The doorbell chimed. Then a voice called. Let.