The entire staff was also examined weekly.The entire staff was also examined weekly. Before I continue I should explain a few things about myself. I am twenty-three years old and quite good looking. Not out of conceit or any kind of delusions do I make that statement, but because it has been told to me so many times. I am tall (5-11) with long blonde hair and green eyes. I have dimples in my cheeks that show when I smile and make some people think I'm cute, although I must admit that I hated them for a long time. My breasts are a little larger than average and, as for the rest of my body, I have just enough fat in all the right places. Because of the attributes I've just described, I have had my fair share of attention and consider myself lucky. Uncounted men and boys (and even a few girls) have made passes at me and I'll admit that I've taken advantage of a few of them. I don't want to give you the impression that I've been easy or promiscuous, but I've had what I guess to be a normal sex life. Because of my upbringing, I've had trying moments - there are some things that I feel are dirty or degrading and I've had to "draw the line" on many occasions when I felt that I didn't want to do something that I would be ashamed of. Much of this passed through my mind in the minute or two that I waited for my escort to arrive, and I felt more than a little apprehensive. It was clear that I would be introduced to a number of activities that I had always refused; and a few that I'd never even contemplated! I was taken several doors down the hall to a large room full of white porcelain and stainless steel. The clinical appearance put me on the defensive right away even though I eagerly followed where I was led. |