Five SO members in their Prussian Blue navy uniforms surround you. A bright light shines in your face and it's hard to make out their faces. You feel the sweat dripping from your head as if a faucet had been turned on over you. You have to excuse yourself often, to put the cans down, and dry your humid, clammy hands. You try to act unconcerned but your trembling voice betrays you, you know that he/they know!
The session begins..."Oh no," you think to yourself,"Please God don't let *that* thought surface, PLEASE GOD!" Funny, you never talked to *him* before! HA,HA,HA!
The inquisitor's voice is harsh and his steel blue eyes seem to penetrate your very soul. All your primal senses urge you to flee but these thoughts, you know, come from...
You convince yourself, though it may not appear so now,that these people are here to help you purge yourself of those malicious thoughts and actions which you've been compelled to commit.
You've been lost in a reverie and are now brought back to reality by," That, yes that, what's that!" You finally give in..." I ah, I....
They always get a confession. We will also.
TP