However, as a scientist, I must caution you against setting yourself up for disappointment. Let's just see how it goes." "Yes, Sir." After two months, hiring 3 lab assistants, and performing the experiment on ninety-two subjects—mostly dorm dwellers, we were ready to prepare our final report to the Board of Directors. We had fifty-four positive outcomes, just over fifty-eight percent. Dr. Geote was flabbergasted. The Board was presented with copies of our final report, and two weeks later, Dr. Geote and myself were summoned to report to the Board. They had some questions, the most notable of which was, "Are there any major changes you'd make, if you had it to do over again?" "Yes, Ma'am." I told her, "First, I would want all of the subjects to be married women. And secondly, I'd include in the instructions to the lab assistants that, if they didn't feel a noticeable structure, they should press more firmly into the vaginal wall, as I believe the G-Spot in some women is farther beneath the wall of the vagina and therefore more difficult to find." Dr. Devon congratulated both of us, and specifically me. It was, after all, my project. "Miss Grady, I hope you will consider furthering your education at our university. If so, we're prepared to offer you a full ride scholarship, and furthermore, we're prepared to fund another study—this one, off campus and concentrating on married subjects. Right off the top of your head, do you have a gut feeling about how that study might vary from this one?" Dr. Geote, looked webcam at me. He already knew my answer, "Yes, Ma'am. I believe the percentage of positive results will go up substantially." "Oh?" Dr. Devon raised her eyebrows, "And why is that?" "In my opinion, the physiology won't differ at all, but I believe the subject's level of comfort with sexual situations will result in their being more relaxed, and therefore achieving higher levels of sexual arousal. Therefore, I believe a higher number of them will exhibit discernable results." Back in our office, Dr. Geote told me in a sincere voice, "Congratulations, Gina. I never would have believed it; but you've made me a believer." "Thank you, Doctor. That means a lot, coming from you. Now, I think a celebration is in order." He chuckled, "Sorry, I didn't think to have a bottle of Champagne at the ready." "Well, you could always take me out to dinner." "I uh . . . I don't think that would be appropriate. I'm your . . . strip and you're my . . . we should keep our relationship professional." "I understand." indian I told him as I got up and began meandering mindlessly around the office. 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