Tuesday, June 10, 2014

Review of short pump apartments::Why Wont My Washing Machine Spin?







Review of short pump apartments::Why Wont My Washing Machine Spin?








V.
They               were               up               early               after               the               newest               and               most               recent               part               of               the               dream.

This               was               the               day               of               the               appointment               with               the               "Dream               Merchant".

After               stopping               for               a               good               old               fashioned               vein               clogging               breakfast               they               arrived               at               the               clinic.

They               parked               the               car               and               located               office               of               Dr.

Sanford               Fischer.

They               sat               in               the               outer               office               while               the               receptionist               chatted               on               the               phone               with               someone               who               most               likely               wasn't               a               client.

In               a               short               while               they               were               led               to               a               rear               office.

Not               your               regular               doctor's               office               but               more               like               a               lawyer's               office.

Soon               a               man               entered               the               room               and               offered               his               hand.

"Mr.

and               Mrs.

Reichart,               I'm               Dr.

Fischer,"               the               gentleman               politely               stated.


               "Glad               to               meet               you,"               Bill               responded.


               Dr.

Fischer               seemed               to               be               a               bit               older               than               the               Reicharts,               perhaps               50               or               so               and               maybe               160               pounds.

After               a               short               interview               they               went               to               another               room               that               was               a               bit               more               casual.


               "Please               sit               down,"               the               Dr.

said               and               motioned               to               a               comfortable               looking               overstuffed               chair.


               The               Dr.

began               to               talk               to               Bill               in               a               soft               monotone               voice               as               if               to               relax               him.


               "Are               you               asleep?"               
               "Yes,"               Bill               replied.


               "Go               back               to               your               childhood,               back,"               the               Dr.

said               softly.


               "Yes,               I'm               there,"               Bill               replied               dreamily.


               "How               old               are               you?"               
               "Seven,"               said               Bill.

"I               want               to               play               with               my               brother               and               the               other               kids               won't               let               me."               
               The               Dr.

said,               "Listen               Bill,               I               want               you               to               go               farther               back               to               before               you               were               born.

Do               you               understand?"               
               "Yes."               
               Silence,               nothing               seemed               to               be               happening.

The               Dr.

and               Linda               Reichart               looked               at               one               another               in               a               questioning               manner.


               "Bill,               are               you               doing               as               I               asked?"               
               "No,               I               can't,"               Bill               said               with               a               bit               of               fear               in               his               voice.


               "Alright,               when               I               count               to               three               I               want               you               to               wake               up.

One,               two,               three."               
               Bill               woke.

"Well,               what               happened?"               
               "It               appears               that               you're               not               capable               of               reaching               the               deep               trance               state               needed               to               achieve               a               past               life               regression.

Less               than               10%               of               those               attempting               it               aren't,"               the               Dr.

told               them.


               "What               do               we               do               now?"               Linda               asked.


               "Your               husband               seems               sure               that               you're               in               the               dreams               as               well.

If               that's               true               then               we               would               reach               the               same               general               conclusion               by               putting               you               under.

Would               you               like               to               try?"               The               Dr.

asked               her.


               Soon               Linda               traded               seats               with               Bill               and               the               Dr.

started               his               monotone               relaxation               spheel               again.

Linda               quickly               went               into               a               deep               trance.


               "Back,               back,"               the               Dr.

said               softly.

"Where               are               you               now?"               
               "I've               just               been               born.

I               didn't               want               to               yet               but               it               was               necessary,"               Linda               flatly               stated.


               "I               want               you               to               go               back               to               the               life               you               lived               before               this               one.

Can               you               do               that               for               me?"               The               Dr.

asked.


               "Yes"               
               After               a               short               while               the               Dr.

asked,               "where               are               you               now?"               
               "I'm               in               Maryland,"               answered               Linda               in               a               slightly               deeper               voice               
               "Who               are               you               and               what               are               you               doing?"               Asked               the               Dr.


               "My               name               is               Roland               Myers               and               I               just               started               a               business               with               my               friend               Bernie               Miles,"               answered               Linda.


               "Who               is               Bernie               Miles?"               The               Dr.

asked.


               "He'll               be               my               husband               in               my               next               life               and               was               my               lover               in               my               past               life.

In               this               life               we               served               in               WWI               together               and               are               very               good               friends,"               Linda               answered.


               "What               year               is               it?"               
               "1919"               
               The               Dr.

asked,               "               can               you               go               back               farther               to               the               incarnation               before               this?"               
               "Yes.

A               lovely               lass               I               see               feeding               the               hens,"               Linda               said               in               a               thick               antiquated               Scottish               accent               that               was               almost               impossible               to               understand.


               "Can               you               speak               as               Linda               does               now               so               we               can               understand               better?"               
               "Yes."               Linda's               voice               was               back.


               "Who               and               where               are               you?"               Asked               the               Dr.


               "I'm               Sean               Douglass               and               I'm               in               Scotland."               
               "What               year               is               it?"               
               "1801"               
               "Ask               her               what               her               lover's               name               is?"               Bill               said               to               the               Dr.


               "Lorna               McClenen"               
               After               more               verification               of               the               past               life               that               was               all               recorded,               the               Dr.

brought               Linda               back               with               the               traditional               1,               2,               3               and               she               woke.
               After               their               return               from               Dr.

Fischer's               office               Linda               had               some               paid               time               off               from               her               job               so               she               went               with               Bill               doing               runs               for               their               business               called               Designated               Drivers.

They               had               a               15               passenger               van               and               ran               a               route               over               a               Tri-State               area               that               would               take               people               bar               hopping               without               them               having               to               drive.

They               were               now               on               their               way               to               pick               up               a               guy               that               had               his               keys               taken               by               the               bar               tender               of               one               of               their               stops.


               As               the               drunk               guy               was               climbing               in               the               van               he               slurred,               "               hey               driver,               that's               a               busty               little               slut               you've               got               with               you.

Is               she               available?"               
               Linda               kicked               him               in               the               ass               as               if               to               help               him               in               and               replied,               "no,               I'm               not               available,               but               my               legs               are               pretty               strong               so               watch               or               I'll               kick               you               harder               next               time."
               They               were               nearly               finished               for               the               night.

Their               last               passenger               was               a               provocatively               dressed               mini-skirt               clad               woman               sporting               an               ample               amount               of               cleavage.


               As               she               leaped               in               the               van               her               breasts               almost               leaped               out               of               her               sweater.

"Hi,               I'm               Rainy,               Rainy               O'Meara,"               she               said               pleasantly.

"I'm               going               to               the               apartments               on               Fernwood               across               from               the               Funeral               Home."               
               "You               got               it,"               Linda               answered.


               Bill               couldn't               help               but               notice               Rainy               looking               Linda               up               and               down,               but               he               had               an               important               meeting               with               Gloria               Michaels               on               his               mind               and               soon               forgot               any               sexual               thoughts.
               VI.


               That               night               the               dream               returned.

Arley               had               been               watching               the               new               lass               Lorna               for               several               weeks               and               had               even               made               some               advances               toward               her               but               was               always               rejected.

Now               Arley               was               waiting               in               an               outbuilding               knowing               Lorna               came               this               way               every               day.

She               soon               came               by.


               "Lorna,               come               here,               I               need               to               talk               to               you,"               Arley               called               from               the               shed.


               "What               can               I               do               for               you               this               fine               day               foreman               Farlander?"               Lorna               asked               as               she               entered               the               building.


               "Here's               what               you               can               do,"               he               said,               closing               the               door               and               forcing               his               lips               to               hers.

She               escaped               but               he               quickly               grabbed               her               and               slammed               her               hard               into               the               wall.

Brightness               flashed               and               a               veil               of               dizziness               fell               over               her.

He               struck               her               hard               and               threw               her               to               the               floor.

"Scream               and               I'll               strike               you               harder,"               he               slurred.

He               raped               her               there               on               the               dirty               floor               as               animal               like               grunts               and               snorts               came               from               somewhere               inside               him.
               It               seemed               like               an               eternity               but               finally               she               opened               her               eyes               and               he               was               gone.

She               went               to               the               pump               for               some               water               but               felt               like               going               to               the               stream               with               as               much               soap               as               she               could               carry               and               scrubbing               the               skin               right               off               her               body.

She               was               numb.


               "You               don't               look               too               well,"               a               voice               said.


               "I               don't               feel               too               well,"               she               replied               and               turned               to               see               Sean               Douglass.


               "Are               you               ill?"               Sean               asked.


               "Yes,               I've               not               been               well               these               past               few               days               but               I've               still               got               to               perk               up               to               do               my               chores,"               she               lied.


               "If               you're               not               well               you               get               back               to               your               quarters               and               I'll               take               care               of               my               uncle.

What's               your               name               so               I               can               tell               my               uncle?"               
               "Lorna               McClenen,"               she               answered.


               "Fine               Lorna,               now               off               you               go,"               
               Lorne               left               keeping               her               rape               a               secret               that               she               would               take               to               her               grave.

Not               even               her               closest               friends               were               ever               told.


               Sean               thought               Lorna               was               an               extremely               beautiful               woman.

He               had               seen               her               before               but               had               never               gotten               the               chance               to               talk               to               her.

He               had               a               meeting               with               Angelica,               Arley's               wife.

He               was               to               break               off               the               relationship               he               had               been               having               with               Mrs.

Farlander               but               all               the               while               he               couldn't               keep               Lorna               off               his               mind.

After               the               ugly               meeting               with               Angelica               Sean               knew               he               would               never               see               her               again,               at               least               intimately.
               Bill               woke               so               fast               that               it               even               woke               Linda.


               "It               seems               I               was               raped               by               the               farm               foreman               and               on               the               first               day               you               spoke               to               me,"               Bill               blurted               out.

"I               never               told               anyone               ever."               
               After               a               little               talking               the               Reicharts               were               again               sound               asleep.






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