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“Just another case of vaginal shyness,” Fontana replied.
Nita laughed at the look on Ryder’s face.
“Vaginal what?” he asked and wandered closer to the window to peer into the testing room.
Fontana turned towards Nita, a hint of amusement in her eyes. “Do you want to tell him, or should I?” she quipped.
Nita stepped beside Ryder, taking on the role of the explainer. “It’s pretty simple,” she began. “The subject gets naked and puts on a synthetic suit covered in thousands of sensors. In her case, she’s an extra-extra small, so hot pink. The suit connects to that panel behind the chair, which feeds readings into the computer up here. But one sensor gets inserted into her vagina.”
“In… what?” he mumbled.
“To monitor every muscle twitch and every pore’s release of moisture,” she said.
“Ah,” he said, nodding. “That makes sense. And that big screen is for the porn, right?”
Nita couldn’t help but chuckle. “Exactly, but tasteful porn.”
“No pizza guy delivering to hot college chicks?”
Now Fontana and Nita both laughed.
“Possibly. The scenarios are created based on the client’s responses to a fifty-page survey,” Nita explained.
“Although I’ve yet to see a pizza delivery guy. I’ve seen a few Vikings, though,” Fontana murmured.
“Vikings,” Ryder replied, raising his eyebrow. “Even I think they’re sexy. Nita explained me some of the test to me. I get the recording part, but how does it simulate the scenarios?”
“The sensorssend impulses to the nerves,” Fontana said. “Even the olfactory nerve to mimic smell and the mechanosensory neurons that register touch. The second test is a completely immersive version of the first, with the client believing their feeling someone’s breath on their ear, or smelling a person’s perfume. The feelings are so real, often the client will climax during the second viewing.”
“Holy shit,” Ryder replied, and rubbed a hand along his jaw.
“I need quiet for a second,” Fontana requested, then pressed a button on the intercom. “Seta, can you hear me?”
“S“. Yes,” a nervous voice echoed in the control room.
“As I explained, the first part of the test will only last for ten minutes. Breath in… and out. Let your body relax. There’s no passing or failing this test. It’s all about finding out what stimulates your brain and your body.”
“Capito,” Seta replied. “I understand.”
“If you feel uncomfortable or overwhelmed, just push one of the buttons on the armrests near your thumbs and the test will immediately stop. But I encourage you to just breath and relax and push through any discomfort. Are you ready to start?” Fontana asked.
Seta let out a long breath, then said, “Yes.”
The testing room darkened, then the wide screen on the wall lit up with the image of a man and woman walking along a busy street, possibly in Rome. The woman’s ass jiggled under the thin fabric of her dress in that commando way, and the man’s hand drifted down from her waist to grab it, squeezing.
Then a new scene flashed on the screen of an older man putting vegetables out on a stand in a market. That was followed by two men kissing long and passionately, one covered in tattoos and the other wearing a tailored suit.
Nita noticed her own reactions to the scenarios as she mentally replaced the faces with Ryder’s. When a scene with a woman tied elaborately in a chair appeared, a man sliding a whip sensuously over her bare thighs, Nita was relieved that Seta gasped. The sound filled the control room and covered Nita’s own gasp.
She sensed movement and looked to see Ryder slowly backing towards the door.
“This is interesting, but it seems like it should be a private thing,” he explained.
Intrigued by the look on his face, which was a combination of horniness and discomfort, Nita followed him.
“Too much for you?” she asked, trying to inject a lighthearted tone in her voice and failing.
Ryder shook his head, determination etched on his face. “Not at all. I just need to make sure the facility is secure. That’s my job, just like whatever’s going on in there is yours,” he replied.
