Chapter Twenty-Five
Nose Rings Made Permanent
John
The drive into town took about forty-five minutes and once wed arrived at the building: one of those tall steel and glass towers that contained all sorts and types of medical facilities, I parked in the underground lot, then extracted Christine from her seat bondage. I could feel her trembling when I held her, then set her on her feet, and knew that she was part-scared and part-anticipating having her nose-ring permanently mounted, but she had no say in the matter and had committed herself, all the way, to this happening. We silently held hands while walking to the elevator, continuing to do so while it whisked us up to the twenty-fifth floor Clinic. The physician was a close friend and knew exactly what was going on between Christine
