My appointment was for 10:30. We had to really hustle to get everything done and get there on time. When the receptionist told me to go on in, Shirley followed me through the door.
Dr. B greeted me with, “Hello, Maddi.” Then he turned to Shirley and said, “Good morning, Mistress Shirley.”
She replied, “Good morning, Master Thomas.”
I thought my jaw was going to hit the floor. “I told you he understood you a lot better than you thought,” Shirley said.
“I understand that you have cleared all outstanding fees, fines and obligations,” he said with a grin. Then he handed me two sheets of paper.
“The top form is my official release. My findings state that you have a high tolerance for and an unusual craving for pain, but that you are mentally fit and not a danger to yourself or society.”
He laughed, “In other words, you’re kinky, but you’re not nuts.”
“The lower form,” he continued, “is your official release from supervision.”
“I thought I had to appear before a judge to get that,” I said, somewhat surprised.
“I know a judge who understand these things a little better than most,” he explained. “She was willing to sign the forms based on my explanation of the situation.”
“Mistress Judy?” Shirley asked.
Dr. B just laughed and said, “Good guess.”
“Then we’re through here?” I asked.
“Not quite,” said Shirley. “Doctor Bergenstein, does pre-collaring counseling for the Society.”
“Master Thomas,” she said, addressing Dr. B. “Would you be willing to guide Maddi and me through that?”
“I would be delighted,” he replied.
“Pre-collaring counseling?” I said. “That sounds a little weird.”
“Kinky isn’t crazy,” Dr. B, or should I say, Master Thomas said. “And any relationship can use a little help in the beginning. I will tell my secretary to set you up with a series of appointments.”
“Can I make one request?” I said.
They both looked at me, and I continued, “Not on Wednesday morning. Even Beat Girl needs to get her sleep.”
Shirley kissed me on the forehead and said, “Especially since Harold wants to know if Beat Cat and Nubbin can make occasional guest appearances.”
I looked at her with wide open eyes and she added, “I told him we would have to think about it.”
I asked her if she was serious. She gave me a hug and said, “I don’t know, maybe we should save Nubbin and Beat Cat for your live appearances.”
I think she was teasing me… but I’m not sure.
End of entry for Day Thirty-Two
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