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and let our office do the investigation for Stephen.”
    Maggie arrived with the rings and another round. “I thought Scott could use another beer, so I brought both of you another.” She reached between her breasts and pulled out what looked like another picture. She put it in my white shirt pocket and tapped on the pocket. “Just something for…later.” She smiled and spun away.
    I didn’t dare look at what she gave me. However, I could smell the fragrance emanating from my pocket.
    Mike watched the exchange and then asked, “Would you like to explain to Stephen why you can’t do the investigation, and then mention our alternative? Do you really want to risk your relationship with Mercedes? If you want my opinion, don’t get yourself involved. You can’t afford to lose her, or worse, your life.”
    “So Scott, what will it be?”

Chapter 5
     
    Dr. Adler looked at her baby picture which was now wrinkled from his handling. His life changed the day she entered his world. That was well over twenty years ago. She was covered in hair, which they thought she would have to live with all her life.
    At the time she came to stay at the hospital, the disease called Ambras Syndrome was not well known. Her condition was later diagnosed as Circumscribed Hypertrichosis. However, when she reached puberty the hair regressed.
    He spent years with her trying to deal with her emotional instability and lack of self-esteem. He used post-hypnotic suggestions to give her a better feeling about herself.
    Despite her current beauty, he still needs to work with her so that when she looks in the mirror, she sees how beautiful she really is. All she sees is how she looked as a hairy monster. Despite all of his recent attempts, she has confessed that when she looks in the mirror, all she sees is the image of her earlier disfigurement.
    He pulled one of the more recent photos of her. All of the lanugo hair has long since disappeared. Her body is the color of fine porcelain. Her hair is a bright red and has only been slightly trimmed since birth. He liked to see her hair partially covering her naked breasts, the long strands reaching almost to her navel. The triangle patch of hair where her thighs meet is a much lighter color and soft to his touch.
    He has many Polaroid pictures of her naked body. When she’s not actually with him, the pictures help him fulfill his other fantasies.
    He still finds it amazing that she has never felt ashamed of what they do while she is under his hypnotic spell. For many years he has been her lover. He has contemplated sharing with her what they do together, but fears it would end his ability to continue. He can’t tell a soul what he does with her, as it would mean he would be relieved of his managing the care facility and could also get him disbarred, and possibly arrested. He thinks often about the day he will share what they have been doing all these years. However, he’s concerned his reward of her beauty and her body is too much to risk telling her.
    He can’t tell her about how he has fallen in love with her, and he certainly needs to maintain the ultimate of discretion from the other caregivers at the institution. All they know is that for years he signs her out of the facility to his home to help her transition to the outside world. His fabricated reports talk about her progress toward that end.
     
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    They spent hours in this secret room in his basement. During the day, light would filter in from the two windows high on the basement wall. At night, light from the small lamp on the nightstand would cast a soft glow on her body. When he planned this room he purposely located it at the back of the house, making sure it was away from any people passing by on the sidewalk.
    Now, the cool air of the room was sensual against his naked body. He stood against the foot of the bed, closed his eyes and pictured her once again naked on the sheet covered bed. Her ankles restrained by the ropes at each