The good doctor Coqusucor sat at his tiny oak desk, not tiny because it itself was tiny, but the doctor himself looked entierly too large to be sitting at the poor thing. He sat, bent forward, his chins flapping in the breeze of an osilating fan as he read my file." hmm... says here you are a real head case... you burnt your family's house to the ground...explain yourself..."

"I can't explain myself, I'm afraid, Sir,' said Alice, 'because I'm not myself you see.'" I replied, twisting a peice of my hair abscentmindedly around my finger as the songs chorus repeated itself on loop in front of my eyes.

The doc took a yellowish handkerchief from his coat pocket and opened it with a flick of his oversized wrist and dabbed it across his forehead. upon closer inspection you'd see that the rag was not made this yellow hue... but that it looked and probably smelled like it had never been washed. " Stop the nonsence...you can't tell me what made you burn your family alive...or why you live in your own little world?"

"If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is because everything would be what it isn't. And contrary-wise; what it is it wouldn't be, and what it wouldn't be, it would. You see?" I answered with the grin of a sweet little psychotic girl.

he gave me an odd look, one that I had seen many times before, on other doctors. " Miss Burgin... why did you do it?" he pressed.

" whats your first name?" I asked, wondering if the like went with the last.

" Its Harry...answer my question..." he replied, again dabbing the sweat from his brow.

I giggled, " Your name is Harry Cocksucker...epic... is there a Mrs. cocksucker?"

he huffed." its pronounced ...(coke-sue-core)...its french...and yes...there is a mrs...now answer my question...what made you do it?!"Coqusucor replied, getting testy already... this should be an easy nut to crack I thought.
" whats her name?" I asked.
" Mary..."
"do you have children too?"
" Gary and Carie..."
"Curiouser and curiouser, so...Mary married Harry Cocksucker...and had two little Cocksuckers named Gary, and Carie..." I practically rolled on the floor in hysterics. once I lost intrest, I sat up and looked at the jolly jerk and sighed. " I did it because it felt good..." I answered with a smile.

He looked at me and shook his head. " okay Miss Burgin... I think its time for a rest...Andrew!" he called out to the tall dark haired orderly with the ice blue eyes and the tattoos.

The male in question, stepped through the double doors... of course they are double doors for a double sized cow like the cocksucker...and took a look at me and lifted me from the floor and onto his shoulder. " what should I do with her Harry?" asked the orderly.

" put her in the padded cell..." answered the short, fat doctor coqusucor, with a face not even his mother could love. "confine her in a Straitjacket... until she decides to behave.." he barks to the tall orderly.

(Camisole de Force.) is pulled seemingly from the oderly's tiny, tight little ass and placed over my head. he makes quick work of the friction buckles, and then once I am securly confined, he sadates me with some vile purple liquid in a syringe with a needle which may as well be 10 feet long, pushing the plunger down,expeling the violet hued venom into my vein, the last thing I see before a vast black, is the crystal ice blue of the oderlies eyes as he catches me in his arms. "Well, after this I should think nothing of falling down stairs." I think to myself.

Notes

thank you for reading, chap 2, i will have 3 up shortly