Date: Fri, 3 Sep 2010 10:09:26 -0400
From: Homer Simpson <d.beer@hotmail.com>
Subject: Devon's Lie 2

This is my second installment of my first series.  As for the warnings, if
your under 18, go somewhere else, otherwise enjoy.  Flames ignored but
comments welcome.  D.beer@hotmail.com

Paul Filmore was a very sought after man.  At the top of his field, several
institutes continually contacted him for services.  Independently wealthy,
he didn't have to work, but he wanted to work.  He enjoyed the challenge of
solving daily issues.  He knew that he couldn't win every case but the
majority was in his favor.  He looked thru the one-way windows as his
latest patient was led in.

    The child looked listless.  The intern could easily lead him anywhere.
The child could understand what he was told apparently as he took a seat in
the room.  The boy looked hallow eyed since his eyes were dark and sunk
into his head.  Paul thought that he was carrying some big weights around
on his shoulders.  The boy was dark haired with dark brown eyes that
further accentuated his look.  He was dressed in typical school style as a
pair of tennis shoes, blue jeans and a blue t-shirt.  His hair was in a
page boy style.  He had a full face.

    The doctor entered the room with another silver tri-fold clipboard.  He
greeted the boy but got no response.  The doctor looked him over as he
washed his hands.

    "Can you tell me your name?"

    No response from the boy.

    "How about your age?"

    Still no response.  The Doctor knew that Paul was watching, so he just
continued talking.  The intern was standing next to the boy waiting and
watching as was his job.

    "Alright then, no response from the patient so far.  The chart states
his name is Devon Shire, Age 12.  The purpose of this examine is purely
physical in nature."

    The doctor took the chart over to a table and opened it up.

    "Remove his clothes to his underwear Carleton"

    "Yes sir" the orderly said.

    He came over to the boy and gently lifted his arm up.  He led the boy
away from the chair briefly and carefully removed the boy's shirt.  He
placed it on the table next to Devon.  Paul just watched as the boy
cooperated complacently.  Carleton then told Devon to sit down in the
chair.  Devon did.  Carleton removed Devon's shoes and socks next.  He then
pulled the boy up by his arms and undid the boy's belt.  Paul noticed a
brief flicker in Devon's eyes but only the briefest of instances.  Carleton
then removed the belt from Devon's pants.  Devon kept his arms to his sides
the whole time.  Carleton then unsnapped the pants and unzipped them
gently.  Paul once again was certain he noticed a flicker of some type in
the boy's eyes.  Carleton then pulled the pants down.  Paul thought he
heard a small whimper slightly thru the amplified speakers.  Carleton then
removed the pants off of the boy fully and set them atop the clothes.

    Devon just stood there staring ahead at nothing.  Paul looked the boy
over.  He came to the conclusion that the boy was underfed or malnourished.
The Doctor came over to Devon and looked him over as doctors should.  He
listened to his heart, stared in his eyes, looked in his ears.  Carleton
just stood by the whole time observing.

    Time came for the doctor to have Devon's underwear removed for
inspection.  It was the only time that Paul saw the boy resist Carleton.
The Doctor noticed it and asked Carleton to step aside.  He looked Devon in
the eyes.

    "I have to check you out son.  I am a doctor and I will not hurt you.
In fact I'll leave the underwear on your legs so you can pull them up when
we are finished.  Is that OK?"

    Paul noticed the boy looked the Doctor in his eyes, back to Carleton
and to the doctor and he dropped his hands.

    "Very good Devon.  We are not here to hurt you in any way." the doctor
said as he gently lowered the briefs to mid-thigh.  The boy's equipment
looked appropriate to Paul.  Devon looked to be at the onset of puberty
with a few hairs above the penis and his testicles were beginning to
descend some.  At no point did the boy bone up which usually happened.
Devon kept his eyes straight ahead the whole time and his hands were
slightly clenched.  The Doctor made the appropriate measurements and
comments for the audio recording that would be translated later.

    "Devon, I need you to turn around and bend over the table.  This will
only take a brief moment if you cooperate."

    Devon once again looked at the doctor and back to Carleton.  Carleton
gently twisted the boy around.  Paul thought he heard another moan when the
doctor touched his anal opening.  The Doctor took a couple of photographs
for some reason and Paul thought that there must be some sexual assault
concerns.

    Carleton turned Devon around.  Paul noticed some tears on the boy's
eyes.  Carleton helped Devon to get dressed.  The boy was docile the whole
time.  Carleton had Devon to sit in the chair when he was done.

    The doctor came around the room to Paul.  They discussed what the
doctor had come up with along with Paul's observations.  The Doctor
returned to the room to have Carleton take Devon to his room.  Paul noticed
later that Devon just lay in bed staring at the window thru the chicken
wire protection.