Gerhard simply nodded.<br/><br/>Later that evening, after all three of them had given their consent, he found himself in a very clean room. It was quiet, as well. A nurse stood beside him as he disrobed in the presence of three very bright lights. Between the two of them, the Nurse looked at his member and smiled, although she quickly blushed as Gerhard fixed his eyes upon her.<br/><br/>"Well. Take care of them, I suppose. If something goes wrong, make sure I'm not buried in a lab coat. That's all I ask." Gerhard said, apparently oblivious to the nurse's giggling glances over his body. A doctor entered the room with three other surgical assistants, all but one of them much older than Gerhard.<br/><br/>"Mr. Surov? Please lay down on this table." The doctor motioned for Gerhard to lay down on a bare metal table. The metal was so cold that it almost seared his skin. As Gerhard tried to relax, the second surgical assistant pricked him with a metal diode and flicked a switch on a nearby box. Immediately, a medium volume hum filled the room. Goosebumps stood straight up on his skin, and an entirely strange sensation, soothing and warm, like butterfly wings dancing over his entire body, filled his mind.<br/><br/>It felt good. Gerhard was very relaxed, although a bit surprised that he was still awake. "Hey Doc. I am supposed to be under anesthesia, right? I can still see your face." Gerhard lifted his head to better meet the eyes of the Doctor as he said this, but it was then that he noticed his penis was standing fully erect. "Hm. That's odd."<br/><br/>The doctor followed Gerhard's gaze, only to break into a small chuckle. "I'm afraid we're terribly understaffed and short on supplies at the moment, Mr. Surov. The clinics at the large city may have the best technology available at the moment. We, however" the doctor let out a sigh, "have to make do with what we can. I'm afraid the behavior of your... appendage, is simply a side effect of the eletrical stimulation we are applying to your body. You should feel very relaxed and calm at the moment, albeit perhaps a little... enthusiastic, as well."<br/><br/>The nearby nurse hid her smile behind her hand, although she was grinning like a beacon of indulgent joy underneath. Gerhard noticed this and smiled back. "Well, if I've got to show off, then let me show off, I suppose."<br/><br/>"Attention on me, please, Mr. Surov," the doctor let out another impatient, somewhat more irritable sigh, "Mrs. Nanasawa, would you please wait for the patient in the commons room? Thank you very much." He then turned to the third surgical assistant, "Phillip, please observe the operation from the dock scope. Give me a good reading on his vitals, and let me know if any complications in his anatomy arise."<br/><br/>The young surgical assistant nodded, and quickly set up his position at a computer terminal about 3-feet from the metal table. Another assistant started to work on strapping the patient down. "Hey! What are you doing?" Gerhard said, but the doctor placed his hand on Gerhard's shoulder.<br/><br/>"A little nervousness is understandable... to be expected, even, Mr. Surov." The Doctor gave a quick, curt nod to the other assistant, who quickly turned the dial on the mechanism box to which the diode was attached. A jolt of strong current pulsed through Gerhard's body, causing him to stiffen up his back and grunt fiercely. Gerhard almost ripped through the bandage straps. "Estacio, tighter bonds, please!" The Doctor shouted.<br/><br/>Estacio redid Gerhard's straps, securing them more firmly. The senior assistant then lit a cigar for the doctor, who himself was busy snapping on some white latex gloves. Gerhard looked confused, "Should... you be smoking in here?" He asked. The edges of his vision were getting a bit blurry.<br/><br/>The doctor smiled and patted Gerhard on the neck. "Not to worry, my boy. The Nicotene helps me relax, is all. Wouldn't want my hands getting the shakes, now would we?" The doctor displayed a wide grin, showing a full set of large, pearly, chompers. He held up a large syringe to the light, within which an iridescent, semi-transparent blue fluid shined. Small bubbles could be seen within the syringe casing, such that the Doctor frowned and cursed. "Phillip. Retrieve another syringe from the cooler. The casing is cracked on this one, letting air bubbles inside. We can't have an embolism forming, not again."<br/><br/>"Uh... again?" Gerhard said, a strange tone creeping into his voice.<br/><br/>"Ah. Yes, Mr. Surov. Not to worry. Everything is under control." The surgical assistant in charge of holding Gerhard down placed a foam block inside the young man's mouth. A sudden sharp jolt of electricity pierced Gerhard's upper shoulder, just behind the vertebrae, and to the right of the sciatic nerve.<br/><br/>Gerhard gave a muffled scream underneath the foam block. His back arched up and his legs and arms jerked left and right. A second jolt, accompanied by a sticky, draining sensation, crept up the back of his neck like spider venom into his veins. A cold sweat broke out over Gerhard's body. He was conscious, but the pain and restriction of movement prevented him knowing what was happening to him.<br/><br/>"How are his vitals, Phillip? We good to go in?" The Doctor said.<br/><br/>"We're running green sigs all the way, Dr. Nesvitski, although I think the patient would be more comfortable if you put out that stoogie in your lips." The surgical assistant said with a smile.<br/><br/>The Doctor broke out into a hearty laugh, "Hahaha! Relax, Phillip! You're about to watch an old pro go to work. Besides, what's he going to do? Report me to the state licensing committee? Or perhaps the FDA?" The three assistances laughed as the good doctor bent in to do his work.<br/><br/>* * *<br/><br/>Outside the operation room, Nurse Nanasawa sat on the sofa, right by the potted plant in the commons rest area. She hugged Gerhard's clothes tightly, while here eyes stared at the spot on the ground three feet in front of her. Her gaze was on the floor very near, but at the same time a place very, very far away.