Chapter Eight
Permanent Rod
Part One – Hands On
Dawn was breaking and Patrick had been awake for twenty minutes, ruminating about his dreams. They were the dreams he always had, reveries of Feminine Dominance and uninhibited s*x. His dream before waking up had been particularly vivid.
In the dream, he was a shriveled, bandy-legged old man, undergoing an exam from a female Nurse Practitioner, who happened to be quite attractive.
The dream was realistic to an extreme degree, with the woman carefully examining his tongue, throat, neck, head, chest, arms, legs, back, and shoulders. She probed his nose and ears with a stethoscope, gazed into his eyes, felt him in various places, made him stand, sit, bend over, stand on one foot, then the other, raise his arms and legs.
At the end, she fel
