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In Chapter 1, readers learned that I had sought help from psychologist Dr. Lorraine Theriault. I was at the time a 23-year old, otherwise healthy male who could become sexually aroused but who was unable to sustain an erection when trying to penetrate a woman. Dr. Theriault, using unorthodox and professionally unapproved methods, was able to help me overcome that, but in the course of her treatment of me, she learned that I possessed an unusual and powerful gift -- the ability to help women achieve super-orgasms.
In Chapter 2, Dr. Theriault introduced me to neurocardiologist Dr. Kimberly Geiler-Callaghan. Lorraine hoped that Kim might help her determine the extent and source of my "gift." As I subsequently learned, Kim was not only Lorraine's cardiologist; she was also Lorraine's client. Kim had been unable to orgasm after the birth of her second child. Lorraine hoped my "gift" might help Kim overcome whatever was preventing her from achieving sexual climax while at the same time reassuring me that my restored ability to sustain an erection would continue with women other than Lorraine and in locations outside her office. Lorraine and Kim, with my eager agreement, had agreed to collaborate on further studies of my "gift."
That brings us to Chapter 3.]
Although both Lorraine and Kim had my cell phone number, they preferred to leave voicemail messages on my apartment's landline telephone. Since I was still in graduate school working toward my MSEE focusing on sensor nanotechnology, they did not want to interrupt school or lab work by ringing my cellphone.
At my latest meeting with both Lorraine and Kim in Lorraine's office, Lorraine had persuaded me to let her once again wire me up to her specially-adapted polygraph. With my graduate school and career choice in electrical engineering, it was logical that I would be curious about the technical details of her sexual polygraph. Yet Lorraine had been rather vague in discussing it. That didn't bother me, but I was curious about the extent of her electronics innovation and knowledge.
Rather than detecting lies, the usual use for a polygraph, Lorraine's adapted version measured her client's subtle physiological sexual responses to various visual stimuli. This test allowed her to determine what sexually aroused someone and what didn't. When the device was used with women, it also allowed her to chart not only a woman's arousal but also her response during orgasm if one occurred. It was less effective in recording male orgasms in any meaningful way.
The preliminary analysis of my most recent sexual polygraph test did not exactly alarm Lorraine, but she did notice there were indications of changes since my first test, taken before I had had sex with her and subsequently with Kim. She and Kim wanted to carefully analyze my test results and then meet with me to discuss them. Lorraine expected the analysis to take about a week.
Good to her word, exactly seven days later when I returned to my apartment, I had a voicemail message from Lorraine.
"Tom. This is Lorraine. Please call."
I thought I heard a discernible urgency in her voice, something not really typical for her when calling to set up an appointment. I called her cell phone.
"Hi, Lorraine. I got your message to call. You didn't sound normal. Is something wrong?"
"Tom, thank you. Well, no ... not really wrong. It's just that when Kim and I were carefully comparing your first test with the most recent, there was an unexpected change in one area. At first we thought it might just be the polygraph recording was out of synch with the videos you were watching, but we compared the time codes, and they were spot on. It's certainly nothing to be alarmed about, but if you wouldn't mind, we would like to rerun the test to resolve if we have a presentation problem or an instrument problem or some other technical issue."
"Well, yeah. I wouldn't mind, I guess. About how long do you think it would take?"
"About the same as the previous ones. To ensure the results are accurate, I'll run the entire test again. As you know, there will be a series of video images. They will range from nonsexual content to highly explicit sexual scenes involving one or more people.
If you're willing, when would be a good day and time? The only time I can't do it is tomorrow before lunch. The rest of my schedule is flexible."
"Well, then how about tomorrow afternoon at 2 p.m.?"
"Tom, thank you. I apologize for inconveniencing you, but I do want to resolve the rather unexpected indication we both observed. I'll see you tomorrow." She hung up without waiting for an answer.
That didn't exactly set my mind at ease. Then again, if it were something serious relating to my health, she or Kim would have told me.
Though she hadn't specifically instructed me not to masturbate until after the test, I knew from past experience that she preferred me to be as "charged up" as possible for it.
Lorraine looked a bit uneasy when she greeted me at her door the next day. I had expected her to take me into her office, but instead she led me directly to the examination room.
Once in the exam room, she pointed me toward the dressing room where I would remove my clothing, affix the penile sensor cuff, then put on a hospital gown.
After following her instructions, I returned to the exam room. She was already there with the remaining sensors and apparatus. As she was attaching the sensors, she instructed me to put on the headphones, relax, and watch the screen while listening on the headphones. I could communicate with her through the intercom's lip mic on the headphones. Once I was comfortably seated in the recliner, she returned to the control room to zero her instrument and wait for me to relax enough to begin the examination.
The lights in the room dimmed, there was relaxing music on the headphones, and after a few minutes, the image sequence began. It lasted about an hour, and although these were people and scenes I had not seen in the earlier tests, I couldn't see much of a change in the general content. After the images stopped and the room lights came back up, I wondered what Lorraine had added to this test to help her interpret the odd results she said she and Kim both saw in the preceding one.
After letting me relax for a few minutes, Lorraine came in to remove all but the penile sensor. She seemed a bit tense, which was not reassuring to me. But I knew better than to ask just then for any comments. She was in her "professional and businesslike" mode.
"Tom, why don't you get dressed, then join Kim and me in my office. We'll both go over the results with you." It was more a command than an invitation, and she did not wait for me to answer.
A few minutes later, I walked into Lorraine's office. She was seated behind her desk, and Kim was seated in front, facing Lorraine. While they were not exactly solemn, neither were they bright and cheery. I wondered what was going on. I seated myself in the chair next to Kim's so we were both looking across the desk at Lorraine.