"Yes… it does… doesn't it."

"Focus your attention easily upon any point of the gem and note how it sparkles."

"I-I see," Janet replied, hesitantly.

"Keep your gaze steady, ma chere… but do not exert any unusual effort," he said in deep, steady monotone. "Just concentrate on the reflection of light without removing your gaze for an instant… yes, that is right. It relaxes you doesn't it?"

"Y-Yes… it relaxes me."

"You feel completely at ease now. There are no tensions within you. You are loose and comfortable, and completely at rest, are you not?"

"Yes. Yes, I am completely at rest."

The suave physician smiled to himself. He was indeed pleased. He said, "Now, we must chat… tell each other our innermost secrets without exciting ourselves, mustn't we?"

"… Yes."

"Very well, ma chere. Tell me, were you a virgin last night when you went to your husband?"

"… Yes."

"And had he ever made love to a woman before?" he questioned in his level, restive voice, watching the reactions of her enticing features, the twitches to her mouth and cheek, the level blank stare of her enchanting eyes.

"I… I don't know."

"But you were a virgin?"

"Yes."

He smiled. Gently now, he thought. "Had not you ever held his penis in your hand?"

Her cheek twitched. "No," she replied quickly.

"But you wanted to."

"… Yes…" she twitched once more.

"You have dreamed of taking his member into your hand and caressing it… stroking it… kissing it… haven't you, ma chere?"

Her mouth twisted, indicating her reluctance to acknowledge his question. Again, he smiled to himself. She was merely in a light sleep and he was taunting her. Of course, he was only testing, actually attempting to determine how difficult she was going to be. He well knew the limitations of endeavoring to force the will upon a reluctant subject. He said, "You will answer me, Madame."