Chapter 15 : Fun, fun fun.

“Right Mi I think that’s almost everything,” Jean said in a cheery voice that suggested she had done these admissions far to many times before. I had been in the building all of ten minutes and I knew this was not the place that was being presented to me By Jean and Dr. Jordan in their mental broacher.

“Oh I almost forgot,” Jean said stopping abruptly making my neck snap up to look at her straight in the eyes. They where extraordinary beautiful eyes, a genital flowing gold with a deep brown edge to them, So beautiful that I had to look into them for a second or two before reverting my gaze back to the blue carpeted floor.

“There are four levels of observations my love. Every client is on one of these levels. Dr Jordan thinks it will be good to start you off on green level, all that means is someone will be checking on you every 10 minutes.”

Long ago I would have protested at this level of invasion into my private world, maybe even a few hours ago, but Apple Gate seemed to have sucked all the fight out of me. There was nothing to say. Just by me being there, they had all ready won.


“Ok then my love I will go and get Ingrid to take you up to dream were she will search your bags, then you can start to unpack.”


“Ser… Search,” I stuttered. A wave of nausea clenched in my stomach at the idea, there must have been some mistake. Why did they have to search me? What did they think I was going to do? sneak a bomb in or something?
　 “Yeah sorry honey, it’s all procedure, everyone gets their bags checked when they arrive here, just to make sure they haven’t got anything that could be dangerous to them selves or others. I know it sounds horrid but Ingrid has done this many times before, and you could always help her. You could make it fun.” She made it sound like she was offering a day at a theme park not 20 minutes with a woman I never met before searching through my underwear. Yeah I could tell it was going to be thrilling.