In that moment, he quite forgot that his patient was naked. The sight of her sprawled before him, her puffy lower lips still seeping her juices was nothing compared to the passion and conviction with which she spoke. He had been with beautiful women before, but never one with a spirit like Sophie’s. She was more than merely pretty. She was lit with a fire that he both admired and was concerned by. A woman like this would not easily be corrected—perhaps because she was not truly wrong to begin with. He was not sure if she really believed in equality for all, or if the cause simply suited her desire to throw off the shackles of celebrity and adoration, but he knew she was absolutely resolute in her resistance.Richard turned to his monitors, running his eyes over the report that was automatically generated now that the introductory phase was complete and the first stage of treatment was over. Sophie’s responses were at the high end of the normal range, at least in terms of pure data, but what he was seeing in her eyes and hearing in her voice was anything but normal.Thus far the treatment was not being interpreted as a punishment, that much was certain.
