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PART II
THE NEXT MORNING
Brandi sipped her coffee as she walked down the hallway. She had spent several hours reading last night before dropping into a very deep sleep. She had some incredibly vivid dreams that were a bizarre mix of her memories and other people's. It wasn't really disturbing so much as surreal. It reminded Brandi of when she had done acid once on a dare, everything weirdly mixed around. But she had woken up very refreshed and hungry. She had put away a lot of food (to the surprise of some of her sorority sisters) and felt full of energy.
She had walked to the medical center which was a combination of the campus student medical center, medical schoolhouse, and medical research building. She felt very alert and was really enjoying her increased awareness of her surroundings. She wasn't too "hungry" as she had fed twice the day before, but she could tell that she would need to feed again sometime later today or tomorrow at the latest.
Brandi had figured that these tests might be a bit intrusive, so she was wearing a t-shirt and sweats with an athletic bra and panties and sneakers. Her hair was back in a ponytail and she looked just like another college girl dressed down on a Saturday morning after a long night out.
She entered in a side door that opened when she buzzed. A security guard in the hallway pointed her to the elevator and said "Dr. Caines is waiting for you upstairs on the 3
rd
floor at the CAT lab, just follow the signs. Please go directly there, we normally shut this wing down during the weekend and if you wander around you might set off an alarm."
Brandi nodded and went straight to the lab. The door was locked but she was buzzed in when she knocked. She came face to face with a handsome man in his late 30's with blonde hair, nice build and lovely smile. Brandi smiled at him and said "Hello, I'm Brandi Mimms, Dr. Timmons assistant."
"Pleased to meet you Ms. Mimms, I'm Dr. Caines. Thank you for coming in. This way." He led her through a door and into a room with a CAT scan machine. "You will have to forgive me, but I want to get right into this. Dr. Timmons has explained a lot about what you can do, and this is rather fascinating. We may have succeeded in some of our project's goals at a much earlier stage than we hoped to."
Dr. Caines moved over to the machine and started punching buttons. "Please take off any metal items you have and remove your shoes. Otherwise just lay down on that platform."
Brandi did and then the platform was pulled into the machine. "Ms. Mimms, please just sit still, this will take a few minutes." Dr. Caines voice said over the intercom. Brandi lay still and after about 10 minutes the platform pulled out and she sat up.
"Very good, we should have the results shortly. In the meantime, let's take some blood samples."
Brandi followed the doctor into another room, and he took some samples and inserted them into another machine. "This is a new analyzer we are working on. This is the Beta test version; Doc and I want to keep this close hold if you will so the less people who know the better. Now, Doc has given me some details, but can you explain exactly what types of close contact is required to get this knowledge transferal?"
For the next hour Brandi answered the Doctor's questions. Brandi noticed early that Dr. Caines was not very willing to share any information about what exactly he had given Doc and her, or what exactly it was for other than repeating what they had before. But he was determined to get EVERYTHING out of Brandi, to the point of being rude a couple of times and once a bit intimidating. He was also completely clinical about the discussion. Blowjobs, sex, kissing, none of it seemed to have any real interest to him other than the results.
"This guy is definitely holding back and in a big way. There is a lot he is not telling us." Brandi thought.
"Dr. Caines, I fully understand your need for information, but you are not being very helpful to myself or Doc." Brandi finally said.
"How so? I have answered your questions on this matter."
"No, you have not. You have simply restated things we already knew, and those things are not very detailed. You are holding back a lot and I am not going to assist you in this anymore until I get some real answers."
Dr. Caines frowned and then stood up. He was taller than Brandi by several inches and he moved closer to her.
"Ms. Mimms, I do not have to tell you anything. You are just an assistant. I honestly doubt you have the brainpower to understand the things you have already been told. I know full well my colleague's taste for younger girls and usually his choices lack the brains to do much more than stir test tubes. This project is too important to be wasting time answering your questions."
The Doctor leaned in close to Brandi's face and gave her a very intimidating, evil smile. "You are just an accidental guinea pig. You need to remember that. You do what I say, when I say it, and maybe you won't end up like most experimental animals once the project is done."
If this had happened several days ago, Brandi would have likely caved in and done exactly what he told her to do. But having crushed Dylan and cleaned him out, and having "fixed" Anne, Brandi had a hell of a lot more confidence and aggression.
"Oh, you think so?" Brandi said and then grabbed him and kissed him.
Dr. Caines reacted a lot faster than Anne or Dylan had. Brandi's lips barely brushed his and he seized her by her arms and jerked her back breaking the kiss. He jerked her to her feet with a snarl.
