You pause for dramatic effect, letting the tension build as everyone watches in rapt attention. Finally, you turn to face Bridgette, taking her hands in yours once more. "This," you say, gesturing between the two of you, "is what LR needs." You lean forward and whisper into her ear, "Bridgette... I want you to bend over for me."

A short time later, in a private room, Bridgette is tied down on an exam table by a nurse with a needle attached to a syringe in one hand and a large plastic cup in the other. ** ** * ** ** **