teeth.
“All right, let me see if Dr. Hurd is available. Please wait out here.”
Brant stood tapping his heel, his arms crossed over his chest, until the door opened again.
“Dr. Hurd is expecting you. He’s at the end of the hall on your right.”
“Fine.” Brant stormed off. He was about to pound on Dr. Hurd’s door when it swung open and Dr. Hurd ushered him in. “Have a seat, Brant, and we’ll talk about what’s bothering you.”
“I don’t want to sit and have a polite chat about my feelings! I was just offered a blow job by one of the most abrasive people I’ve ever met.”
“You know,” Dr. Hurd said as he perched on the arm rest of one of the comfortable looking chairs. “Most men are politely flattered by such a proposition, even if they fully intend to decline.”
“Sure, if some woman in a bar or coffee shop were to offer me a blow job over the course of polite conversation I’d be flattered but she was coming in from the garden with the last guy she’d serviced, her knees were still dirty and her make-up hadn’t been touched up, nothing! If there had been no cameras in the library she’d have been on her knees trying to get my jeans undone. She was that persistent!”
“And exactly who was this?”
“Penny! My first morning here she gave me some line, ‘I’m Penny but I’m not cheap’,” he mimicked. “She wasn’t joking, apparently she’s free!”
“Brant, I understand you’re upset but …”
“Damn right I’m upset! You told me there was a strict ‘no harassment’ policy here. Well, I’m being harassed! I’ve made it very clear I’m not interested in talking to her and I definitely don’t want any sexual favours from her.”
“Just like Alice made it clear she didn’t want to talk to you?”
“That’s different,” he grumbled.
“I don’t see how.”
“I’m being polite! I haven’t said anything rude or offensive. I’m just making small talk when I see her.”
“I see. Well, I’ll put your complaint on record and we’ll ask around, see if anyone else is having a problem with her.”
“Problem? They’re all getting blow jobs from her so of course they don’t have a problem.”
“Brant, you don’t know that it’s more than one patient involved in this.”
“How come you aren’t kicking her out? She’s broken two of your policies.”
“If she does it again to you she will be removed. If other patients report harassment she will be removed.”
“If I had walked up to her and said, ‘hey Sweets, give me a blow job,’ I’d be out on my ass and you know it.”
“Since we have more experience with that situation than I would care to admit, you’re probably right. And you’re right, it is a double standard. We men usually have a desire to protect women while believing both that men do not need protecting, and that women are incapable or unwilling to do us harm.”
“Damn you head doctors like to talk. Can you just shut up with the shrink nonsense and do something about her?”
“I’ll do a little poking around and I’ll speak to Penny.”
“That’s it? Fat lot of good it does telling you anything.” He stormed out, slamming the door hard enough to rattle the glass window.
* * * *
Alice sat staring out the window in her bedroom. I’m bored, but I don’t want to go down and get a book if Brant is still camped out in the library. I’ve updated my journal and reread all the entries since I got here and there’s nothing to look at outside.
The rooms were decently sound proof but Alice could still hear someone stomping down the hallway and the slamming of a door nearby. Cautious she came out of her room to find the hallway deserted. “It could have been anyone,” she whispered. There are so many men here and all of them bigger than me, I just can’t handle being around them, especially when they’re angry. It made her shake just to think about it. She had cut more than one meal short when one of them started
“All right, let me see if Dr. Hurd is available. Please wait out here.”
Brant stood tapping his heel, his arms crossed over his chest, until the door opened again.
“Dr. Hurd is expecting you. He’s at the end of the hall on your right.”
“Fine.” Brant stormed off. He was about to pound on Dr. Hurd’s door when it swung open and Dr. Hurd ushered him in. “Have a seat, Brant, and we’ll talk about what’s bothering you.”
“I don’t want to sit and have a polite chat about my feelings! I was just offered a blow job by one of the most abrasive people I’ve ever met.”
“You know,” Dr. Hurd said as he perched on the arm rest of one of the comfortable looking chairs. “Most men are politely flattered by such a proposition, even if they fully intend to decline.”
“Sure, if some woman in a bar or coffee shop were to offer me a blow job over the course of polite conversation I’d be flattered but she was coming in from the garden with the last guy she’d serviced, her knees were still dirty and her make-up hadn’t been touched up, nothing! If there had been no cameras in the library she’d have been on her knees trying to get my jeans undone. She was that persistent!”
“And exactly who was this?”
“Penny! My first morning here she gave me some line, ‘I’m Penny but I’m not cheap’,” he mimicked. “She wasn’t joking, apparently she’s free!”
“Brant, I understand you’re upset but …”
“Damn right I’m upset! You told me there was a strict ‘no harassment’ policy here. Well, I’m being harassed! I’ve made it very clear I’m not interested in talking to her and I definitely don’t want any sexual favours from her.”
“Just like Alice made it clear she didn’t want to talk to you?”
“That’s different,” he grumbled.
“I don’t see how.”
“I’m being polite! I haven’t said anything rude or offensive. I’m just making small talk when I see her.”
“I see. Well, I’ll put your complaint on record and we’ll ask around, see if anyone else is having a problem with her.”
“Problem? They’re all getting blow jobs from her so of course they don’t have a problem.”
“Brant, you don’t know that it’s more than one patient involved in this.”
“How come you aren’t kicking her out? She’s broken two of your policies.”
“If she does it again to you she will be removed. If other patients report harassment she will be removed.”
“If I had walked up to her and said, ‘hey Sweets, give me a blow job,’ I’d be out on my ass and you know it.”
“Since we have more experience with that situation than I would care to admit, you’re probably right. And you’re right, it is a double standard. We men usually have a desire to protect women while believing both that men do not need protecting, and that women are incapable or unwilling to do us harm.”
“Damn you head doctors like to talk. Can you just shut up with the shrink nonsense and do something about her?”
“I’ll do a little poking around and I’ll speak to Penny.”
“That’s it? Fat lot of good it does telling you anything.” He stormed out, slamming the door hard enough to rattle the glass window.
* * * *
Alice sat staring out the window in her bedroom. I’m bored, but I don’t want to go down and get a book if Brant is still camped out in the library. I’ve updated my journal and reread all the entries since I got here and there’s nothing to look at outside.
The rooms were decently sound proof but Alice could still hear someone stomping down the hallway and the slamming of a door nearby. Cautious she came out of her room to find the hallway deserted. “It could have been anyone,” she whispered. There are so many men here and all of them bigger than me, I just can’t handle being around them, especially when they’re angry. It made her shake just to think about it. She had cut more than one meal short when one of them started
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