Text: 2"Doctor, I'm not feeling well." Dicky tum eh? Too much bratwurst! We'll lighten your load, in more ways then one." I'd be awfully grateful, Doc...tor Val." I'll bet you would! Sister Renate, can you come through please."Tableau Vivant: 3Renate stands next to Val, their arms linked, smiling complicity. Heinrich is stretched out on the couch, gazing at the ceiling to which his penis is rigidly pointing. His eyes are pale and remembering, arms pinned tightly to his sides, as if confining to. M., if I could sleep at all.The insomnia got worse. It’d grown malignant. I’d have to take Xanax, every night, otherwise I couldn’t sleep a wink.It wasn’t only me. Marco, the others, they’d been looking rough as well, their complexions sallow...I was starting to believe the school itself to be a ghost or maybe a vampire that was sucking away our collective life force, cruelly drinking away our vitality and sleep...Marco told me after breakfast that the lecture stage in his classroom collapsed. ”“If you will accompany me, Mr. Smith, I am requested to convey you to his study.”“So why can’t he come out here?”“I believe the concept of privacy is involved in his decision, sir.”“Oh? I suppose so. Lead on, McDuff.”I refrained from correcting his quote, as I did not think it would be appreciated. I escorted him to the study, and knocked on the door. “Mr. Smith is here, sir.” I announced loudly, though I knew Dawes would have his cctv monitor on.The door swung inwards, and Dawes stood there.. I joined an intramural hockey league and went for a free skate this morning for a bit of exercise and practice" I told her."Oh, that sounds fun, I'll have to come watch you play sometime" she said with a smile."Sure, as soon as I know when they are I will let you know" I replied. "So are you coming over for dinner tonight?" I asked.She looked at me and said with a grin "Of course, it is your turn!" Well, you are in for a treat, Macaronis et Fromage, real French Canadian masterpiece will await.