Jenny sat waiting in the foyer, reading the newest issue of People magazine. She was having a hard time concentrating, and finally gave up, placing it back in the rack next to the chair. She took another gulp of the coffee. She remembered to ask what brand they used. Normally she only enjoyed a few sips. She tilted her head back to drain the last few drops, and licked her lips. The warmth seemed to spread throughout her body, and she smiled deeply, at peace with the world and all the opportunities it now offered!
The inner door opened, and the receptionist returned to the foyer. She stooped down, her face close to Jenny. "Mr. Patrick will see you now," she said softly, with a warm smile. Jenny pushed herself up off the chair, suddenly feeling very dizzy. "Whoopsey!" she said, holding her arms out to steady herself. "You must have gotten up too fast!" said Marsha, calmly taking one of her hands and slipping her arm around Jenny's slim waist. She led her through the inner door, and down the carpeted hallway.
They entered a small office midway down the hall, and Jenny was directed to sit in the rooms only furnishing, a comfortable armchair facing a large TV monitor. "This is a short orientation program for all potential applicants" said Marsha. She took her left hand, and strapped on a thin gold watch. Jenny found it quite elegant and contemporary in appearance. The company logo was etched lightly in a face set with sparkling jewels. "This is a welcome present given to all new employees" she explained. She picked up a pair of headphones lying next to the chair, placing them over Jenny's ears and adjusting the fit. She pushed a button on a VCR underneath the monitor, and an image of the building flashed on the screen. She then left the room, turning off the light before pulling the door shut behind her.
Jenny relaxed in the chair, as a gentle narrative began, in tune with the soft flashing images on the screen. A pleasant looking man was pictured, acting as the host of the video. She was having trouble making sense of his words, so she settled back into the chair and let her mind drift along with the stimuli. The new watch on her wrist began to vibrate softly, as the video continued. A sense of well being enveloped her. Strangely, the vibration seemed to follow a neural pathway directly to her nipples, causing them to stiffen in response to the new stimulation. Jenny watched the screen, as if in a trance, losing all sense of time and place.
With a flash, the video ended. The room was now cast in a blue sheen from the monitor. Marsha stepped in, causing her to squint against the bright office light through the open door. Jenny was rubbing her wrist absently, having no memory of the former vibration of the watch. Marsha slipped off the headphones, and led her to Mr. Patrick's office. He walked around his desk to greet her with a big smile and firm handshake. She had a sense that she knew him from somewhere, but couldn't put her finger on it. "I'm so glad to meet you Jenny!" He said, with a warm fatherly smile. "Take a seat!"
