Dr. Pak’s Preschool
By David Brin
Copyright 2012 David Brin
Hands, those strong hands holding her down upon the tabletop ... in her pain and confusion, they reminded her of those tentacled sea creatures of fabled days which ola-chan had described when she was little, whose habit it was to drag unfortunate mariners down to a watery doom.
Those hands, clasping, restraining -- she cried out for mercy, knowing all the while that those hands would ignore her protests, along with any pretense at modesty.