Chapter Ten
Prepared For Surgery
I had lost all track of time when the surgeon eventually arrived and completely forgotten what fresh air and freedom was. It was strange indeed, but I had become, if not accustomed to my new life, at least able to endure it ... for the most part. Loneliness and being unable to express myself were the worst parts, but I was now a confirmed rubber lover, having had it imposed upon me and unable to escape the coils of its sensual experience. Frau Baxter continued to deal harshly with me, permitting no laxness whatsoever, nor any freedom from her leashes, while my father remained a remote and forbidding presence, only occasionally visiting and showing no mercy or forgiveness. I was alone in life, nothing more than his possession and the toy of Frau Baxter.
