"She's been on my team for the past 3 weeks "
"Any mention about a boyfriend etc.?"
"No, that's not conversation I have with any of my subordinates why do you ask?"
"I don't know how to say this, I umm did Joy mention anything that may seem personal in her note?"
"No, all she did was apologize and that was it. Is there something wrong?"
"Wrong isn't the word I'm looking for. This is a very sensitive area we're in now. We have privacy issues, chain of command issues . It appears you have inherited a few complications from Joy. Um have you noticed the marks on your her butt the small round scars?"
"I saw them as I bathed this morning but I couldn't tell exactly what they were. My first thought was chicken pox scars." Jon said
"I thought so too until I noticed they were not random but, umm they are in a pattern."
"You mean she put them there, are they tattoos?"
"No, not tattoos, they are scars Jon and in my estimation made from a lit cigarette."
"Good God" Jon said
"They appear to be in the image of a smiley face with two eyes and a mouth. Along with the bruising "
"I did notice the bruises, I figured they were from training or something."
"I thought of that too, but these are long and precise probably caused by a piece of wood or fiberglass."
"Was she assaulted?"
"I don't think so, and looking at how the rectum is swollen and distended "
"What do you mean distended?"
"Umm, shit Jon as a friend and not a doctor, guy to guy, this girl has been taking it in the ass hard and long and now you're stuck with the ramifications. I will prescribe some ointment to reduce the swelling and I'll put you on an antibiotic until we can get more history from Joy. The injuries are constant with blunt force being applied to the rectum. Whatever it was, it was big and whoever her partner was not gentle. Until the swelling goes down, it's hard to say how much permanent damage there is and that would also depend on how long she has engaged in this behavior. We'll know more in the next few days. Go ahead and pull your pants back on. I'm sorry about this man. There's more "
"What do you mean more?"
"Well the gynological exam revealed that Joy's labia major and labia minor are showing signs of loss of muscle tone, some atrophy in the vaginal canal and minor scaring. It seems, her taste for the rough stuff isn't limited to the ummm back door action."
Jon started to process all of this and he couldn't believe he was stuck like this. He was also equally shocked at the presumable double life Joy Peal had been living. Honestly, she would have been the last person he would have thought would be into such self destructive behavior.
"Lets get those other tests done Jon, and I will meet with my staff this afternoon when the blood work is done to discuss putting you back on duty."
"Great Doc, I'll be ready"
"Don't get your hopes up, just do the exercises and remember I have to consider the mission as well, not just your feelings on this." He said as his pager went off "I have to go, Jon, the Commandant wants to talk."
"Tell him hi for me will you?"
"Sure thing, go take your tests and I'll see you later this afternoon."
Jon tentatively started to pull on the sweat pants
"You should start wearing underwear Jon. The injuries Joy has to her anus and rectum will probably result in some minor leakage. I also noticed some residual fluid draining from her vagina that may cause you some embarrassment. I'll have the nurse outfit you with some proper undergarments and sanitary napkins."
Jon pulled the sweats up and tied the draw string feeling confused and scared. The idea of being stuck like this for the rest of his life was starting to weigh on his mind. Vagina, leakage, napkins .all he could do to maintain his sanity for the moment was to concentrate on how to get the bastard that had done this to him and countless others. He did consider himself lucky as he thought about the horrible ending that the Tomes had endured and how just a few doors away, Cindy Prince, reduced to no more than a disembodied penis managed to survive on hope on hope that someday she'll be restored and reunited with her husband.
Jon slipped on the white linen slippers on his small feet and walked out the door. The nurse was waiting with an envelope.
"Come this way" she said "Do you have to take a break? This may be a while."
Jon thought about how nearly peed himself this morning but thought against taking a potty break. The whole regiment of practically disrobing, sitting and drying just to take a piss was something he never wanted to do again but in reality he knew that wasn't going to happen. Nature always calls but "I'll take my chance" he thought and walked out of the room.
