Chapter 2: Reflection Day Eight

"Good afternoon Karen, this is Dr. Robertson from the Lab. Sorry, I have a problem for you. I've just done the final screening on your boot camp candidates and Peter John Rossman's has come up HIV positive. Must have been a very recent infection because it didn't show in the preliminary checks but is beginning to show after being incubated for a week. Most likely he had sex with another male as nearly all UK women are vaccinated against it early on in their lives. As you know the vaccine is only effective on females and only a few object to having the vaccination on religious grounds or are foreign nationals here on temporary visas. We can treat him for it of course, but that still takes time but finding it early gives him a better chance of recovery and, since all the women on the programme were given a booster injection when they came, there should only be a very small risk, we usually reckon about 0.1% or less, of any of the women getting infected. Nevertheless the risk is there. It's up to you what you do about it but whatever you decide, he'll need treatment and it will be better to start that now, rather than wait until the end of your course. His partner is clear though, I double checked that, but we'll check her plate again in a couple of days, just before the full programme starts."

"Shit! Shit! Shit!" Karen swore when she replaced the phone, "I'd expected some problems with this trial programme but not this. That bloody salesman must have got his prick into a dirty arse in the last few days before coming here. Guess I'll have to withdraw him from the programme. I can't take even the small risk of him infecting anyone else or him trying to sue me for not letting get treated early enough. What about Lynda? Deal with her after I've dealt with Peter bloody Rossman." She called George Grey who headed the group of security officers assigned to her. Minutes later Peter appeared wearing a hospital gown and handcuffed. The officers sat him in front of her desk and retired to the back of the room.

"You weren't very honest with us or your wife about your recent sexual activities were you Peter? You promised your wife you'd be faithful to her until after completing this programme and you never mentioned it to Frieda."

Peter shrugged his shoulders, "So what?"

"So we need to know, who, when and where."

Again the shrug. "Just some girl I met on my travels."

"It was a girl?" Karen sounded surprised.

"Of course, I like a body with tits and a cunt. I'm not a homo."

"Under the Prevention of the Spread of HIV Act of 2012, you are obliged to give full details of any sexual liaisons during the period concerned or face a severe prison sentence."

It took a few seconds for the meaning to become clear in his mind and combined with the fact that he'd been taken from his cell two days before the prescribed time, he concluded, "You mean... ?"

Receiving confirmation and further details Peter gave his story.

"Lynda refused to have sex with me until after this programme and made me sleep in the spare room. I couldn't go without for that long and resented her attitude so you can blame her for this. She's no great fuck anyway; always a bit prissy but she provides a cheap place for me to stay and it wasn't bad when we slept together but I want more than that. Something a bit livelier and with a person who responds with some enthusiasm.

My sales round took me to the dock area and a bloke I know there, asked if I fancied a bit of young Chinese cunt. He's arranged a woman for me before but I only know him as Jim and he works in the harbourmaster's office. "She's a cook's assistant on that boat," he pointed to a ship with a name in Chinese lettering, "And she gets off duty about seven this evening. She's good looking and doesn't charge much. I can arrange to get you aboard later if you fancy it." Not having an Asian girl before, I agreed and we talked cost and details. I went back about 7:30. I had to tip the man who took me to her cabin and then I saw the not quite as young as I'd been led to believe, Chinese girl, but she was okay and had decent tits. We had a couple of glasses of some weird hooch before kissing and getting down to business. She refused to let me wear a condom telling me in disjointed English, that she didn't like them and wanted to feel my actual prick in her mouth and in her cunt. I figured she'd been vaccinated and went ahead. It was almost as if she wanted me to get her pregnant because she held me inside her long after I'd shot my load and she did so three times during the night. It was a bit strange but at the time I just enjoyed the sensation and assumed it was a peculiar Chinese thing. Now you've told me I have AIDS I'm wondering if she actually knew she had the disease and was deliberately infecting me."

Karen sent him to the secure prison hospital where he would have to remain until they found the treatment had affected a cure and by then the programme would be long finished. She made several phone calls to the dock police. The Chinese ship was probably in the Indian Ocean by then but the police would investigate the procurer. This left Karen with the problem of what to do about Lynda. "I'll shelve that until after supper and I've phoned Frieda," she remarked to one of the control room girls as they watched to see any changes in the life patterns of her charges. Most seemed to have settled down and lay quietly on their beds, dozing or staring at nothing in particular. Elizabeth and Alan were playing with themselves but the others were simply there and the watchers had no idea what they were thinking.