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I was strapped into a car seat in the back looking out the window. It was a bright sunny day. I felt positive. I was excited to see his home but nervous. I knew he lived with other people, I would meet his wife. I was worried what they thought of me but alternatively it was a positive I was in this state as at-least they would think I'm some dumb invalid. I dunno. It's something! I just had so many questions running through my head.
The car seat straps were tight around me. I felt compressed and irritated by them. Atleast the nappy created some sort of padding between me and the strap otherwise I would be chaffing by now. It was a strange distorted feeling though for sure as my limbs were completely free but I was just pinned. My car seat was facing backwards to the seat so I pressed my feet against the slightly tiled back seat, I needed the padding with my toes as it felt funny. Dr.j was talking to me but honestly I couldn't hear anything due to the rumbling of the car and the padding around the seat.

We eventually got to his house, some electric metal gates opened and we drove down a stoned path. His house was just on the outskirts of London. Dr.j pulled up in-front of his house and all I could see was a old Edwardian style house that had been modernised. It was huge. Shit, I've never even seen in a house like this let alone live. I thought dr. J would come right out and get me but he didn't. He went quickly indoors instead. I wasn't really worried at this point cuz I know he'll come get me, He won't get this far and leave me in the car. 5 minutes later he came back out and came to my side of the door and began unbuckling me, the relief from the straps was nice. He looked anxious. I felt that he felt anxious. Him being anxious made me anxious. He lifted me out and held me against him. His hand under my butt while I was flopped over him, his other hand grabbing my bag. Honestly I could of been sick. We entered his house and it was silent and echoy. There was a large dark brown door with a bristled tanned door mat. The floor was marbled black and white tiles, with a large LED chandelier hanging above a huge white staircase. It was bright, stupidly clean and airy. There were a few big white Edwardian type of doors dotted around but we walked underneath the exposed top landing into a modern marble kitchen that lead into a huge open darker living room. It was like Dr.js office dark and wooden with modern bits. There were 3 large old windows on the left wall exposing a prim garden.

"Put him in the middle of the floor, I want to see if he's faking it!" A man said.

Shit. I thought.

Dr. J laid me on my front in the middle of the floor then sat in the nearby ox blood leather arm chair. Infront of me were 5 people. I knew one of them was Charley. She just stared slightly concerned. The others just glared at me. I glared at them.

"He looks fine to me, he's faking it" one man said.

"Shh he's not, I know he's not" Charley snapped back

That was the same voice, who told Dr. J what to do a minute ago. He was tall and slimmer. Sharp blonde hair cut and it looked like every hair on his face had been waxed off but his eyebrows and eyelashes. He glared at me while he smoked. He wore an expensive white crinkled shirt with slim fit grey suit trousers and pointed shoes. He was confident, both of his arms resting on the back of the sofa, Charley and another women infront of his arms, the ashtray leant on the edge. His legs were spread. He had narrow blue eyes, sharp cheap bones and a longish pointed nose and tight lips. He aswell as Dr. J had sharp jawlines. He just glared and smoked. Thinking.
I tried shuffling up so I could at least sit up, I managed for a few moments but probably just looked like a sitting frog but my legs in a awkward bent split but I slowly started sinking back down again. Slowly going down before I thudded back on the floor.

"Well that was pathetic" the man cackled

"Would you shut up!" The women next to him said, slapping him across the head. "The boys trying, you can tell he's sick!" She then turned to me and leaned down a little and smiled "your alright, keep trying" she smiled.