The Other Tom Brown's Schooldays Chapter 5
By Pueros

Copyright 2005 by Pueros, all rights reserved

This story is intended for ADULTS ONLY

Chapter 5 - Lessons

(Northumberland, England, September 1803)

Jonathan, dressed in just his skimpy underpants and shivering slightly because his lovely body had not yet become accustomed to spending part of the cool early autumnal mornings outside in such sparse attire, found his naked new friends, as Flashmember had promised he would, shortly before 6 o'clock. The night had fortunately not become too cold because the sky had clouded over. This development had diffused the moonlight but that did not matter to the nude Tom and Christopher, as they slept soundly in each other's arms.

On discovering the entwined and still somnolent Tom and Christopher, Jonathan had not thought that the bodily intimacy of his new friends was strange or shaming. Most of the other newcomers to Sodomhall School had been forced into similar embraces in this wood in order to keep warm during their own initiation two weeks previously. Some boys, including himself and his own newly acquired closest chum, Timothy, had afterwards even furtively maintained their overnight familiarity whenever possible.

Jonathan gently shook Tom and Christopher on the shoulders to wake them and, when the two boys subsequently broke their embrace, they smiled, after glancing down towards their groins, in recognition that their sudden arousal no longer extended to their little cocks, which had returned to flaccidity. Their dormleader then welcomed them to their second day at Sodomhall School by advising "It's time for our morning runs!"

Tom and Christopher stood up, whilst now no longer trying to hide their genitals. After all, Jonathan, plus virtually the whole school, had gained a good view of their sexual organs on the previous evening.

Tom and Christopher then noticed that Jonathan was holding two pairs of underpants. The dormleader explained "They're yours, retrieved from the laundry basket. However, you can't put them on until we reach the door of the main school building. Only then will your initiation be complete. So, let's get going or we'll be late for our runs!"

The two newcomers temporarily used their hands to brush the leaves off their bodies, wincing somewhat when they rubbed the foliage off their still sore and striped bottoms. The trio then walked rapidly across the adjacent dew-covered playing field towards the imposing main entrance of the school. The wet grass returned goosepimples to all three young sublime bodies.

As they neared the double doorway, the threesome observed that the clock above indicated that the time was five minutes before six. They also saw that there were many faces peering out of the multitude of windows along the school's front fa‡ade, of both men and boys.

As the pair of newcomers realised that their naked bodies were again to be viewed by most of the school, they were tempted to move their hands back to genital protection duties, especially as tingling and penile growth returned to their groins in strange reaction. However, Tom suggested instead to Christopher "Let's run the rest of the way to end this ordeal as quickly as possible!" His friend agreed, as did Jonathan, and soon two little bouncing erections were pointing their direction, as the threesome sped for the main doorway.

Once the doorway was reached, Jonathan gave Tom and Christopher their underpants, which possessed on the inside, like the rest of their school uniforms and those of other pupils, a tiny white label indicating the wearer's name and form number in indelible ink. The naked boys were very grateful to redress in the tight skimpy briefs, despite the fact that the garments left little to the imagination in respect of the anatomical parts being covered.

"Sodomhall initiation successfully completed!" Jonathan then declared with a smile, which was reciprocated by Tom and Christopher. "We now have to go to the playing field at the back of the school," the dormleader next advised, "for that's where all pupils except Prefects assemble at 6 o'clock for the morning run."

The threesome now strolled round the exterior of the main school building to the rear playing field, where they were soon joined by almost 600 other similarly scantily clad boys, aged from 10 to 17 from years 1 to 8. Prefects from Adonis House had already taken up positions around the route of the run to prevent cheating.

Flashmember also emerged from the back entrance of the main school building and again shouted, this time quickly and through a megaphone, "Ready, steady, go!" The refrain immediately brought back bad memories to both Tom and Christopher and the dull pain, caused by the five dark red stripes on each of their deliciously curvaceous 10 year-old bottoms, seemed to increase. Nevertheless, they started running along with the others.

All boys now ran relatively slowly across the field towards the far wood on the opposite side of the school complex from the one where the latest newcomers had spent the night. There was soon the usual stationary bottleneck, whilst almost 600 boys funnelled onto a path only about two yards wide, before Tom and Christopher, accompanied by Jonathan, found themselves jogging along the muddy track, which was a well- trodden route that they would follow many times over at least the next eight years.

The threesome was led in front by some 16 year-olds, who quickly outpaced them. They were later overtaken by a number of other older boys, most of them eager to complete the morning preliminaries in order to have breakfast. However, as yet unknown to Tom and Christopher, there were some who were much less keen, as they were actually dreading morning assembly, from which even lateness would not excuse them.

As during the earlier preliminary gathering on the playing field, many participating young runners took the opportunity to ogle the newcomers. Most of the older boys then regretted that they did not have the time or opportunity to acquaint themselves better with Tom and Christopher, in particular with their clearly gorgeous pre-pubescent bodies. However, all of them knew that the delicious forms would undoubtedly be, like certain parts of the school, out of bounds for ordinary pupils, and that the repercussions of disobeying this restriction would be very severe if caught.

Tom and Christopher took forty minutes to complete their run alongside Jonathan and, guided through the maze of corridors by the dormleader, they then had to rush their exhausted bodies to their bathroom for the delights of cold ablutions. Many of the faster 13 and 16 year-olds from Phaeton House, who shared the amenity with the 10 year-olds, had already finished, although a few did dally in order to see the obviously exceptionally beautiful new boys in the nude more closely than they had previously been able to do.

Such boys chose to risk the wrath of the supervising trio of Prefects in order to do so. When not required to guard the route of the morning run, a trio of them were allocated to each of the three House bathrooms to make sure that bathing took place proficiently and without hanky-panky. Most liked the duty because an opportunity was thereby provided for them to check the nude forms of their younger brethren in case any of their otherwise unallocated charges were developing into the types who would find favour in the 18 year-olds' beds.

Tom and Christopher, exhausted from the run and rushed by the shortage of time, followed Jonathan's display of uninhibited bravery and quickly stripped, placed their underpants in the appropriate basket and plunged into one of the cold baths. It was crowded with many other 10 year-olds from their dormitory, plus some older boys.

Most of the boys in the bath were amazingly at least semi- erect, despite the cold water. Tom would take weeks to come to the correct conclusion that such a strange phenomenon appeared to be caused by the narcissistic stimulation provided to pretty boys when they were being seen naked by obvious admirers, whilst also surrounded by many other handsome young nudes. His realisation was to prove to be an early indication of his rapid maturation into pubescence, which was a process that was to be significantly speeded by certain events he was soon to experience.

Some of the libidinous 16 year-olds accidentally-on-purpose brushed their hands against the bare backs of Tom, Christopher and Jonathan, as the older boys eventually reluctantly left the bath to avoid arousing prefectorial suspicions about their lingering. They thereby gained sweet intensification of their erections as reward for their daring, supplementing the joy of seeing close-up the immaculate bodies of the gorgeous youngsters.

After first cleaning their sparkling teeth with their fingers, smeared with the white paste provided for the purpose in large jars, Tom, Christopher and Jonathan speedily washed, with bodies shivering and teeth chattering, and then dried and returned to their dormitory. The three supervisory prefects and the other older boys still present naturally enjoyed the sight of the younger sumptuous bare bodies, as the trio of 10 year-olds proceeded.

Tom, Christopher and Jonathan subsequently redressed swiftly in the freshly laundered uniforms delivered to their dormitory by fellow inhabitants of their room, who had been rostered and excused the morning run in order to do so, and then speeded to the main schoolhall. They arrived at the hatch to collect their filling but unappetising porridge and cup of water just as the school clock chimed 7 o'clock.

All the dishes and cups of all the boys in the hall had been returned to the hatches by twenty past the hour when the headmaster, teachers and physician entered onto the platform, with the exception of the organist who assumed position next to his musical instrument. Dr. Strappem stood at the lectern to deliver his daily sermon, whilst the others on the stage sat on their chairs.

The Headmaster's short monologue concerned the Godliness of being pure in mind and body. The organ then started the music for the opening hymn, which very appropriate for this harvest time of year. When Dr. Strappem heard the refrain "We plough the fields and scatter the good seed on the ground .", he, as usual, substituted certain words in his own mind.

For 'fields', Dr. Strappem mischievously substituted 'boys', whilst he replaced 'on the ground' with 'up their bums'. The Headmaster recognised that the time of year was also appropriate for the harvesting of the latest crop of 10 year- old pupils to please manly cocks as well as farm fare to satisfy stomachs.

A further hymn, the Lord's Prayer and another short prayer, in which Dr. Strappem included a wish for a particularly bountiful harvest, followed before the pupils were allowed to sit back on their benches. The Headmaster then turned his attention to school announcements.

Firstly, Dr. Strappem confirmed the arrival of two new boys. Brown T and West were subsequently commanded to go to stand beside the Headmaster on the platform so that everyone could see the newcomers, even though most present had already happily spied them without the cover of their school uniforms.

The blushing Tom and Christopher were eventually allowed to return to their table and Dr. Strappem continued with some unspectacular news before announcing "Finally, as usual, matters of discipline. The Housemasters have informed me about the serious misbehaviour of ten pupils since yesterday's assembly."

Both Tom and Jonathan immediately gulped in fear that they would be two of the miscreants concerned, given that they had been discovered fighting by a prefect on the previous day. Dr. Strappem then read out a list of six names and ordered them to the platform, whilst also informing them that "As you're the least misbehaved, you can receive your chastisement now!"

Six boys stood up from four benches and walked, with obvious reluctance and apprehension, onto the platform. There were two 16 year-olds, a pair of 15 year-olds, a 13 year-old and a 12 year-old.

"Usual positions!" commanded Dr. Strappem, as the sextet arrived on the platform. The six boys dutifully turned their backs to the watching throng of fellow pupils and bent over, firmly gripping their lower shins.

Dr. Strappem had grouped the pair of 16 year-olds and the two youngest boys together. "Caught as a foursome in the woods, with shorts and underpants round their ankles!" the Headmaster announced to loud giggling from the youthful spectators.

"As you like these garments around your ankles so much," Dr. Strappem continued, whilst displaying a broad smirk on his face, "I shall oblige you by providing you with the pleasure again!" The Headmaster then proceeded to pull down the shorts and underpants of the humiliated and frightened boys, revealing bottoms barely hidden by their shirt-tails.

Dr. Strappem next produced a cane from behind the lectern and took up position behind the first 16 year-old. The Headmaster lifted the boy's shirt-tail and folded it neatly on top of the pupil's back to expose the pleasant naked buttocks underneath.

Dr. Strappem then announced, using a phrase of which Tom and Christopher had not only heard before but also painfully experienced the repercussions, "Each will receive the same number of strokes as the years they have lived." The Headmaster rather hypocritically added "I hope that this well-merited punishment will help them to absorb the wisdom of my earlier sermon about the Godliness of being pure in mind and body!"

Dr. Strappem firmly believed that his pupils should remain relatively chaste by refraining from sexual practices with their peers, as their bodies should be the exclusive preserve of their elders and should be kept pure for such purposes. However, the call to the beds of the staff and prefects only came to the very prettiest and many of those who were neglected became fed up with solo masturbation as a means of gaining sexual relief, particularly with so much young beauty around them. They therefore regularly risked relationships with other boys.

The four boys now being punished considered themselves very unlucky, as what they had been doing in the woods was common practised by other pupils in similar quiet places within the school complex, mainly during the evening or on Sundays. However, the prefects were instructed to perform sporadic spot checks of likely locations for such liaisons and, although most had engaged in such habits themselves, they were expected to find the occasional miscreants or the staff might think that they were failing in their duties.

Some of the more sadistic prefects went about this work with enthusiasm, and the unlucky foursome had been discovered by such an 18 year-old. He had reported the younger boys' offence to their Housemaster, despite being tempted by the offer of enjoying any or all of the defaulters' bodies in return for remaining silent. However, he declined, as two even prettier 12 year-olds were already regularly pleasuring him.

Dr. Strappem landed the first blow from his cane across the quaking 16 year-old's bare bottom. As was the custom, the victim subsequently had to declare the number of the hit and thank the Headmaster for kindly inflicting it across his reddening buttocks.

After Dr. Strappem had eventually delivered the requisite 60 stokes across the four exposed boyish posteriors, his arm was a little weary but not too much so, as he had had years of experience of providing such much-needed lessons to miscreant pupils. The Headmaster had also now been forced to land an extra three blows because the crying 13 year-old forgot to provide the number of hit and associated thanks once, whilst the very upset 12 year-old had repeated this offence twice. The man had additionally happily observed the common phenomenon during beatings of the penises of his young victims becoming embarrassingly erect.

Each quietly sobbing pupil was now allowed to stand, redress and return to their tables after the completion of their punishments, but only after Dr. Strappem had carefully inspected and felt the results of his efforts to improve the boys' sadly reprobate characters. None of the red-faced tearful quartet, now with bottoms displaying a criss-cross pattern of vicious stripes of various dark hues, subsequently sat down with any comfort on their benches.

Dr. Strappem next approached the two remaining 15 year-olds and informed the wider audience "Caught fighting for the second time in a week. Their Housemaster has already chastised them once but sadly to no effect and he has referred them to me."

"I understand," Dr. Strappem added "that their Housemaster allowed the miscreants to wear their shorts when he paddled them. I shall permit no such protection when I now cane them!" The Headmaster then undertook the exposure to general view of the naked bottoms of the two trembling boys, which still exhibited the evidence of earlier punitive attentions, before advising "I think 10 stokes each will be appropriate on this occasion, double if there is a further repeat offence!"

Two bare 15 year-old bottoms then received their appropriate admonition. No-one had bothered to ask why the pupils had been fighting and the boys would have lied if they had been, as they had jealously discovered that they were both sharing the favours of the same 12 year-old.

After the sobbing boys had later returned to sit painfully on their benches, Dr. Strappem walked back to the lectern and placed his cane in its former position. The Headmaster then continued his disciplinary pronouncements by commanding a very pretty blushing 11 year-old to stand.

"This miscreant wets his bed regularly," Dr. Strappem informed the chortling audience, "which is a practice that has not been stopped by earlier chastisement by his Housemaster or, on this platform, by myself. The boy consequently obviously requires some private tuition to learn to control his bodily systems correctly. You will therefore report to my study at 7 o'clock tonight. Meanwhile, as we don't want you repeating your mishaps in the expensive uniform that I kindly provide for you to wear, you will return the garments to your wardrobe after assembly and report to your class without them!"

Dr. Strappem naturally did not advise his audience of the doctor's prognosis in respect of the young pupil's problem. The physician suspected that the regular sexual and other attentions, which the highly attractive boy was receiving from his Housemaster, were probably causing the child's embarrassing accidents.

Having instructed the now tearful 11 year-old, who was to spend the rest of the day shamefully naked, to sit down again, Dr. Strappem ordered another two boys to stand. Tom and Christopher were immediately relieved that the 8th and 9th names announced were not their own because, with only one to come, this meant that their fight of the previous day was being dealt with in-House.

"Theft," the Headmaster thundered to the two petrified 14 year-olds, "will not be tolerated, and you evil miscreants were caught eating morsels of food whilst on kitchen duty. You will therefore be placed at 7 o'clock this evening unclothed in the stocks to receive from the Headboy a comprehensive strapping across the full rear of your bodies and then be left in the same position in the quad overnight!"

Flashmember, who was sitting at year 9's table, immediately smiled because the two boys, despite not being any of the staff favourites, were nevertheless quite attractive. The Headboy rather liked the idea of flogging their exposed backs, buttocks and rear legs, and also fancied the notion of later quietly sodomising them whilst they spent the night still confined in the stocks.

A tremulous 13 year-old from Phaeton House was next on his feet. "This wicked miscreant," Dr. Strappem now yelled with fury, "has been caught running away for the second time!"

"The brat's supposedly sickening for a home he hasn't seen for three years," Dr. Strappem venomously added, "but he should know that attempts to escape from here are useless. No-one goes far in this remote bleak area, and the sparse population know that it is in their and the runaways' best interests to return such confused youngsters to our kind care whenever found!" The Headmaster did not mention that local people also received rewards for delivering such boys back to the school, which were small but nevertheless valuable to poor peasantry.

"I was assured by your stepfather in a letter, written after I informed him about your first attempt to escape home," Dr. Strappem continued, "that, even if you had miraculously succeeded in achieving your aim, you would have been immediately returned. I informed you of this fact then but neither that nor your subsequent experience in the stocks seems to have dissuaded you from retrying. We'll therefore see whether a week in the cellars will make future similar adventures unattractive. Your House prefects will make sure that you report there after assembly!"

The horrified 13 year-old immediately burst into tears, and Dr. Strappem was vengefully pleased with the boy's reaction. The reason for the pupil's homesickness and runaway attempts mainly centred on the fact that he had been one of the sadistic Headmaster's favourites for the past year, after his young beauty had really blossomed.

Dr. Strappem had not yet managed to break the boy's will fully, as was evidenced by the failed escapes, despite subjecting him to many indignities and much pain. However, the Headmaster believed that a week spent in the dreaded cellars should finally do the trick.

Dr. Strappem's contentment with the 13 year-old's reaction was only shared by the staff and prefects, who were immune from the horrors inflicted within the confines of the school cellars. All of the others present in the hall were terrified of the underground chambers, except for Tom and Christopher, who had still to be appraised about the dreadful happenings that took place there.

Tom and Christopher, who had been appalled at the humiliating and vicious punishments being meted out for what they considered trivial offences, were to remain ignorant about the goings-on in the school cellars for a while longer. They asked Jonathan about the matter after assembly had been discharged but their dormleader had been reluctant to answer.

Jonathan appreciated that Tom and Christopher were still coming to terms with the frightful nature of existence in Sodomhall School. The dormleader therefore considerately and maturely did not want to impose too many scares on his new friends in a short space of time, which might mentally harm them. He thought it best that they learn only gradually about the full terrors of the world in which they now lived.

Jonathan instead fibbed that he did not know what happened in the school cellars, as he escorted Tom and Christopher to their classroom and the two front desks, adjacent to each other, which they had been allocated by the Form-master to the two new boys. The whole form also soon gathered and eventually Mr. Younglove too arrived.

"Good morning, boys!" Younglove said. The teacher then received back from all the 10 year-olds in his class a "Good morning, Form-master!"

Younglove then lied "I didn't see you returning my greeting, Jones D." The boy, whom the teacher had targeted for seduction, nervously replied "But I did, Form-master!"

"Stop lying, Jones D," Younglove instructed before suggesting "as you know what I do to liars. You have offended again and the lesson isn't even a minute old. I'll have to beat your bottom once more in another attempt to try to teach you manners. This time I'll use a strap and deprive you of any cushioning protection from your underpants!"

The boy, whose backside was still very sore from the previous day's caning, pleaded "Please, Form-master, I did greet you, honestly." Younglove responded "You're just making matters worse for yourself, Jones D, by speaking without permission and continuing to lie. I was going to give you ten strokes of the strap but I'll now make it twenty. However, as this will be too many to apply to such a young tender bottom as yours, particularly after yesterday's deserved admonishment, I'll also target your bare back. However, I haven't time to punish you now. Report to my rooms this evening at 8 o'clock!"

Younglove set this particular time because he wanted first to watch the Headboy's earlier strapping of the 11 year-old food thieves to further stimulate his sexual appetites. The Form- master had sprung his trap and his hidden cock was already rigid at the thought of finally ensnaring his young prey.

The poor, terrified, very pretty 10 year-old, Jones D, would worry all day about the impending punishment but, when he finally arrived at the appointed time in the Form-master's quarters, he would be offered an alternative method of apologising for his fictional misdemeanour. The proposal would be linked to a tempting promise of greater mercy towards any future lapses in conduct and would involve remaining overnight in the teacher's rooms. Younglove liked compliance when he deflowered a virginal boy.

Younglove now happily settled into conveying the lesson, with pleasant thoughts about the night of bliss ahead occasionally passing through his mind. The Form-master's contentment was increased by viewing the beautiful newcomers to his class, to whom he had deliberately allocated desks at the front to enhance the local scenery.

Meanwhile, Tom's mind was partly occupied with concern that he and Jonathan still had to pay for yesterday's tussle. He occasionally pondered in what form such disturbing payment might be exacted.

The rest of the morning, which Younglove spent introducing his young pupils to the delights of English and Latin grammar, followed by mathematics, finally passed uneventfully, as did the midday meal at 12 o'clock. Most of the 16 Phaeton boys in class stuck together afterwards on a side playing field to play a type of tag game, called 'filching', which was a traditional pastime at the school amongst pre-pubescent boys in years 1 and 2.

Both Tom and Christopher were at first worried that, in order to catch his targets, the boy declared to be the 'hunter' had to grab the genitals of the others. However, in the event, they found the activity strangely both exciting and pleasurable.

The highlight for Tom and Christopher was actually when the hunter succeeded in capturing them, within the permitted tight perimeters of the space allocated to the game, and they had their already tingly sexual organs, hidden under their tight black shorts, delightfully fondled. In fact, so much did all of the young participants enjoy the pastime that most of the boys, who had to retire after being caught, carried on with their own private versions.

Two full games were completed before 1 o'clock arrived and the boys had to return to class. However, Tom's euphoria at having indulged in such an exhilarating pastime was to have a painful consequence, as he was soon daydreaming at his desk about the lovely feelings he had just experienced in his groin.

Younglove happily noticed and proved Tom's distraction by asking the new boy a question relating to what the teacher had just said. Naturally and rather unfortunately, the 10 year-old was unable to answer.

Younglove immediately ordered the now frightened Tom to his feet. "I hope, Brown T," the Form-master commented, "that I'm not going to encounter similar problems with you as I have done with Jones D. Hold out your right hand, palm upwards and flat!"

Tom complied with rightful anxiety and reluctance, as Younglove picked up a wooden 12-inch ruler. "I hope, Brown T," the Form-master then remarked, "that this will be all that will be required to gain your interest in future!"

Younglove subsequently struck the ruler hard across Tom's palm. The boy yelped in pain and removed his stinging manual appendage to the left of his chest, holding it protectively against his body with his other hand.

"I didn't tell you to remove your hand," Younglove observed, whilst feigning annoyance at this rather common and natural reaction, "so bring it back to its former position at once, as I haven't finished. I was only going to strike you twice, as it's your first offence, but I'll double that for your presumption!"

"If you remove your hand again," Younglove added, "I'll further redouble the number of blows!" However, such extra retribution did not become due, as Tom somehow now managed to keep his palm in place in order to receive the remaining three hits, whilst amidst his excruciation his sensuous hazel eyes filled with tears.

Younglove was later happy to note that the young miscreant's palm had become nicely reddened by the time that he had finished. "Sit down, Brown T," the Form-master then ordered, "and pay attention or it'll be the cane on your bottom next time."

Younglove subsequently tried to catch Tom out on a further couple of occasions when he thought that the boy's thoughts might have drifted again. However, the Form-master was to be disappointed, as the 10 year-old had obeyed his order to concentrate on the lesson.

Caesar's campaigns and the geography of Europe occupied the afternoon until the class was dismissed to return to their dormitories to prepare for the gymnasium. However, Flashmember was waiting outside and intercepted Tom and Christopher.

"No gymnastics for you two today, Brown T and West," Flashmember informed Tom and Christopher, "because, as I told you yesterday, the school doctor wants to perform your health checks. I'll take you to his rooms now, so follow me!"

Tom and Christopher obeyed and, as they proceeded, a smirking Flashmember advised "By the way, Brown T, your dormitory Prefect informs me that you and Morton have been naughtily fighting. As it's the first report on you both, I shan't inform the Housemaster about the incident but shall instead punish you both myself!"

"I'm to strap the food thieves publicly in the quad at 7 o'clock," Flashmember added, "so you and Morton can report to my rooms an hour later for your own private beatings. I do hope that my right arm will not subsequently be over-stressed with all this sadly necessary work!"

Tom did not appreciate Flashmember's attempt at humour and his body instead experienced a shiver on hearing of the punishment to come. The boy had not yet been at Sodomhall School for two days but already his naked bottom had been agonisingly caned in the quadrangle, his palm had been painfully hit with a ruler and he had spent the intervening night in the nude in the woods. Now, he could look forward to another beating before the sun set.

As Flashmember guided Tom and Christopher along yet another mystifying myriad of corridors and stairwells, the Headboy also informed the newcomers, with deliberate mischief, "By the way, the school doctor has a lucrative professional sideline, which he performs for local estate-owners and farmers. I'm also sure that he'd love to punish naughtily deviant boys by perpetrating the same act on them!"

"Oh, what's that, Sir?" Tom asked tentatively, although he was unsure whether he really wanted to know. "He gelds cattle and horses," Flashmember answered, whilst recognising from the instant fear evident in the sensuous eyes of the two very pretty boys accompanying him that, despite their tender ages, they knew what a gelding had lost.

The threesome, including the worried Tom, who was still fretting about his punishment due later, then eventually arrived at the rooms of the school physician.

A sign on the door indicated that the man's name as 'Dr. Ballsoff'.

(To be continued in chapter 6 - 'Examinations')

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