No matter how things look.No matter how things look." "So tell me about your collar and gloves." "Okay, Doctor Carasso. These are called dinner plate mittens. My hands are spread flat across the big plate shape and my collar is black latex over leather. The spikes are three inches and chromed to match my leash. SHE put them on me because she said I was a little bitch." "Who is this `she' you keep mentioning?" "Her name is Sheila DeVille. She calls herself She Devil." "Oh yes, it says here on the Admitting Record that she is your aunt, that her sister, Melody, was your mother, and that since your mother died two years ago - when you were fourteen - she has been your guardian." "Doc, she's not my aunt. I'm not a sixteen year old girl. I look like one, but that's what the whole scam was about. Please...Please, Doctor Carasso, will you let me tell you now all the horrible things she did to me?" "Certainly. Tell me, Missy, in any way that you find comfortable, everything about yourself." (Patient pauses. Some crying, patient perhaps hyperventilating.) "My real name is Markian Gooley. I'm a twenty-two year old man! And see, Doc,....I'm a con artist. This was all a con to get some inheritance money." "SHE said it would be easy. But then she shafted me. Sheila's grandfather left a pile of cash and property to his last generation, just so long as one daughter in that generation had married and had a child. But Melody was a lesbian." "Oh, she married a gay guy for cover but she hated men. Sheila is just as bad. She gets her kicks turning boys into girls. That's what she did to me." "Melody overdosed two years ago and right after that Granddaddy kicked off. I knew Sheila from helping her fence property that she had ripped off from the wimps she was sissy training." "She asked me if I wanted in on the action. She would get me ready to pass as `Missy Meeks', the daughter of Melody and Bruce Meeks. The after we got the inheritance money, she would lay a cool Five Mil on me." "I wasn't too thrilled about the feminizing part. I was always small and everybody picked on me but... but for Five Million dollars I'd swallow my pride. |