I make money playing guinea pig, that was one of these days.
today i got stuck in a tank of water. i was naked and the water was warm and salt saturated.
I had this short clicnican talk to me through out it, like a fire plug, when i got out and they mesured the displacement he offered to tell me my score , i feel comfortabel with my body. If i had numbers i would feel less comfortable. He then got the calipers out . Every inche he mesured, talking softly, his touch gentle. Once again he offred to tell me the numbers, once again i refused. He left the room to let me get dressed in an odd act of modesty. He had seen me naked, examined me thourghly. The removing of clothes and the replacing of clothes , the two most intimate acts the clinican never sees.
When i was dressed he was waiting in the lobby, he lead me to a classroom with 20 other people . We had to fill out surveys about height and weight . We had to sign another set of relase forms . We were handed two decks of cards. There were 6 cards in each deck . The cards had ink drawings of people , one deck men , the other woman.
Cards one picture was skeltal, Card Sixes was corpulent
You were supposed to tell what person you were and then what your acceptable man and woman are. well men are sexaul and woman are aesthic but every one is acceptable , no ?
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