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Thus deeming the therapy a success, I released her from her restraints, and encouraged her to dress, which she did with the utmost reluctance. While she was donning her clothes, I wrote a brief set of instructions to her husband concerning the removal of the balloon in her rectum; these I placed in a sealed envelope and gave to her to deliver. To the best of my knowledge, the marriage was eagerly consummated shortly thereafter, and healthy conjugal relations continued for many years.
Gentlemen of the Psychosexual Society, I thank you for the opportunity of presenting my work.
[the audience greeted the end of this talk with the sound of throats clearing, gave him a small round of hesitant applause, and then left without engaging Dr. W.F. in any further discussion. Naturally, this left no impression on him, and his opinion of himself was quite undamaged.
The true story of what subsequently happened to Isabelle B- was much less sanguine than suggested ib the closing paragraph of Dr. W.F.'s lecture. Isabelle B- did indeed finally consummate her marriage with her husband, but her desires at that point far exceeded his modest abilities. For several years, she lived a debauched double life, seeking ever more extreme methods of sating her seemingly infinite appetites. After she made a series of inexplicable and lewd requests of a number of plumbers, her husband had her committed to a comfortable asylum. There she established a reputation for accosting the physicians, often asking to be subjected to various curious and degrading "treatments." For some reason, Isabelle B- showed an peculiar preference for men with goatees and German accents.]
