He pressed a button on his desk. Madam Celia entered and led her to the clinic. She felt herself trembling, not because of what they were about to do to her, but because she had begun to wonder if the General might be right. There was something about him that she’d never experienced with another man. The other’s had been physically forceful or had coerced her in some way. But his hard bright blue eyes and his deep authoritative voice made her feel weak and submissive. It must be how a puppy who wants to please its owner must feel. She reminded herself of what she’d told him about her intelligence and independent spirit. She resolved to be strong, to resist and somehow prevail.
The clinic was spotless. Celia led her to a screened in area and told her to undress. She was then told to lie d
