The Clinic

My throat was dry as I approached the door to the clinic. I wondered what it
would be like, would it be cold and clinical or warm and sensual, would there
be a lot of people around, would I be alone, what would it be like.

I opened the door, and stepped inside, I was in a reception area that was
empty except for a receptionist. I hesitated a moment and then she looked up
from her work and asked me if she could help me. I told her my name and she
looked in a book and said that the doctor would be with me shortly and would I
please have a seat. I sat down and picked up a magazine and leafed aimlessly
through it, my mine racing on what lay ahead, I could hear soft music playing
over the speakers, and the air was heavy with the usual scent of a doctors
office. As my mind wondered I was startled to hear my name being called… I
…End of the part1. To be continued..

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