alone.”
He sat back and thought about this issue for a while. She had really handed him one for the books.
“Doctor, you don’t take notes, how do you remember?”
He looked over at her. “Our sessions are taped. It was on the form you filled out when you first came in.” Again, he was in deep thought.
“Asa, I am going to give you a prescription for a mild sedative. I want you to take this daily because I think the stress of your lifestyle has built up in you, and I would like to see you start to really relax. I think the home on the coast is a good idea, but keep busy. I am going to talk over you symptoms with some other doctors, and I would like to see you in a week.”
She reached forward and sat the bottle, unopened down on the table. “You and I know that this is some type of figment of my mind, you just don’t know how to treat it, do you?”
“Asa, I don’t want you worrying about this. You are a very intelligent woman, and I believe you are blessed with an unusually strong imagination, which made you very successful in your business life. But it is working overtime right now and we have to find a way to get it under control. You are not going crazy, you are just having a strange mind controlled flash that is not real. Don’t worry, we will find a way to convince your brain that it is not real, and you can join the rest of us in a normal life again. So get your script filled and make an appointment for early next week, and I will have some answers for you.”
Steve Alissandro was a good and conscientious doctor. He had been practicing long enough to realize that he had not seen it all. He spent the next few days contacting old friends, contacting their recommendations, and researching in books and on the internet.
He ended up in a conference call with a teacher/professor in London and a practicing expert in brain illusions and escaping manifestations. The three-way conversation was exciting and difficult to understand if you were not a part of it.
“How old is the patient?”
“Twenty-eight.”
“What has her sex life been like?”
“Unbelievable and overactive. She is quite beautiful, and from 1 to 10, she would be an 11. She has spent the last few years working at a BDSM club as their best product, and they charge huge rates for her use, so she is booked up for months in advance. She works both ends, Dom and Sub.”
“Is she healthy?”
“Yes, I just got the records on her last check up, absolutely no problems. The only physical complaint she has lodged is that recently she has become unable to have an orgasm. Evidently, this manifested over time and got to the point where nothing she did or any one did to her would create the climax.”
“Has she changed her lifestyle?”
“Yes, she retired, and moved away from her former life.”
Finally, the Professor spoke. “There has been a couple of cases like this. There is a very great scientist in Switzerland that I know of and there is a couple of cases documented, I will send you a link. Anyway, they are learning to live with the contact because when anyone who had this type of contact, this strong, and tried to separate from it, they could not accept it and they either committed suicide or had a complete breakdown. It seems, until we can really find an answer, the person has learned to live with the extra contact in their life. There have been so few cases come to light that there has not been much research yet. I will give you the name of the scientist, and maybe he can give you some insight.”
Steve sat there and then without saying anything to the two men, shut down his computer and started looking up her file to call her. He understood that for the first time in his long practice, he had given the wrong advice to a patient.
* * * *
For the next few days, she did nothing but put her life in order. She called her lawyer and made sure her will was up to date. She called her financial broker and had him transfer everything into
He sat back and thought about this issue for a while. She had really handed him one for the books.
“Doctor, you don’t take notes, how do you remember?”
He looked over at her. “Our sessions are taped. It was on the form you filled out when you first came in.” Again, he was in deep thought.
“Asa, I am going to give you a prescription for a mild sedative. I want you to take this daily because I think the stress of your lifestyle has built up in you, and I would like to see you start to really relax. I think the home on the coast is a good idea, but keep busy. I am going to talk over you symptoms with some other doctors, and I would like to see you in a week.”
She reached forward and sat the bottle, unopened down on the table. “You and I know that this is some type of figment of my mind, you just don’t know how to treat it, do you?”
“Asa, I don’t want you worrying about this. You are a very intelligent woman, and I believe you are blessed with an unusually strong imagination, which made you very successful in your business life. But it is working overtime right now and we have to find a way to get it under control. You are not going crazy, you are just having a strange mind controlled flash that is not real. Don’t worry, we will find a way to convince your brain that it is not real, and you can join the rest of us in a normal life again. So get your script filled and make an appointment for early next week, and I will have some answers for you.”
Steve Alissandro was a good and conscientious doctor. He had been practicing long enough to realize that he had not seen it all. He spent the next few days contacting old friends, contacting their recommendations, and researching in books and on the internet.
He ended up in a conference call with a teacher/professor in London and a practicing expert in brain illusions and escaping manifestations. The three-way conversation was exciting and difficult to understand if you were not a part of it.
“How old is the patient?”
“Twenty-eight.”
“What has her sex life been like?”
“Unbelievable and overactive. She is quite beautiful, and from 1 to 10, she would be an 11. She has spent the last few years working at a BDSM club as their best product, and they charge huge rates for her use, so she is booked up for months in advance. She works both ends, Dom and Sub.”
“Is she healthy?”
“Yes, I just got the records on her last check up, absolutely no problems. The only physical complaint she has lodged is that recently she has become unable to have an orgasm. Evidently, this manifested over time and got to the point where nothing she did or any one did to her would create the climax.”
“Has she changed her lifestyle?”
“Yes, she retired, and moved away from her former life.”
Finally, the Professor spoke. “There has been a couple of cases like this. There is a very great scientist in Switzerland that I know of and there is a couple of cases documented, I will send you a link. Anyway, they are learning to live with the contact because when anyone who had this type of contact, this strong, and tried to separate from it, they could not accept it and they either committed suicide or had a complete breakdown. It seems, until we can really find an answer, the person has learned to live with the extra contact in their life. There have been so few cases come to light that there has not been much research yet. I will give you the name of the scientist, and maybe he can give you some insight.”
Steve sat there and then without saying anything to the two men, shut down his computer and started looking up her file to call her. He understood that for the first time in his long practice, he had given the wrong advice to a patient.
* * * *
For the next few days, she did nothing but put her life in order. She called her lawyer and made sure her will was up to date. She called her financial broker and had him transfer everything into
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