"Nervous" just about sums it all up. Don't get me wrong, I'm not a shy guy by any means. But there's something about a bunch of suits that rubs me the wrong way. There had to have been at least seven of them. Seven men with no names, no faces and no identities. Oh how ironic it is that I operate the exact same way now...
Allow me to introduce myself as Professor J. I am a behavioral studies professor who was recently flown into this secret base (location was undisclosed to me when we got here) and now I sit waiting my fate after the near fatal blunder I had moments ago. I'll start the story off at the good part.
Pop Quiz: How long do you think it takes an office desk to burst into flames? The answer is 4.7 seconds.
I saw this as another researching opportunity, one for me to expand my love of science, of human behavior, and of the world in general. I'm addicted to learning and testing my abilities to see exactly what I'm capable of which I guess these suits saw as a positive trait. In fact, so positive that they brought me here for this interview. However, this was not a typical interview. Oh no. This seemed to be more of a test...
A test of my abilities to say "no".
They brought me into a dimly lit room and asked me to take a seat. Naturally, I took the lone chair under the spotlight as all the other ones were off in the shadows. As I sat there calmly I heard a door slide open behind me. Not trying to seem too jumpy, I casually turned around to see what it was. In that instant I felt a the hand of a woman grab my head and point it forward. Her long skinny fingers and soft skin perched up on my of my bushy untrimmed hair. A little rough for my first time here but I can deal with that.
The woman kept her hand on my head and slowly released the grip of her fingers. I felt her breath coming closer to the side of my face, her perfume was strong and carried a very aromatic scent to it. (I kept telling myself "Keep it together, this is an interview"). As she moved closer to my ear, I heard her whisper words I never thought would come out of this mysterious woman's mouth. I didn't know who she was, I didn't know what she wanted until she said "When was the last time you made love to a woman?".
More tomorrow...
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