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AT THE ORGASM RESEARCH FOUNDATION

Dr. Roger Prong, who was known by some

foundation employees as "a bloody Peeping Tom"

and a "horny old voyeur" was in fact very

scientific, or so he always insisted as he watched

the girls having orgasms.

At the laboratory, Josie Welch, already nude but

with a single sheet demurely spread over her full

and obviously glorious body, looked unhappy as

Roger entered.

"They tell me there won't be any men today, "

she said as soon as she saw the doctor.

"That's right, my dear, " he said with

professional unction. "That part of your testing is

finished. Today we move on to the part that you'll

find even more gratifying. "

The sheet slipped a bit, revealing several inches

of round, tense breast. "You want me to try

dames?" she asked with some confusion of

emotions; curiosity and guilt flicked in her lovely

blue eyes. "I never tried that scene before. I'm not

queer, you know. But if it's for science, well,

maybe... " She obviously was hoping to be

convinced.

What a fantastic piece of hot lustful woman she

was, Roger thought irrelevantly.

THE SEX MAGICIANS

ROBERT ANTON WILSON

A SHEFFIELD HOUSE BOOK

PUBLISHED BY GX, INCORPORATED

AT THE ORGASM RESEARCH FOUNDATION

Dr. Roger Prong, who was known by some

foundation employees as "a bloody Peeping Tom"

and a "horny old voyeur" was in fact very

scientific—or so he always insisted as he watched

the girls having orgasms.

At the laboratory, Josie Welch, already nude but

with a single sheet demurely spread over her full

and obviously glorious body, looked unhappy as

Roger entered.

"They tell me there won't be any men today, "

she said as soon as she saw the doctor.

"That's right, my dear, " he said with

professional unction. "That part of your testing is

finished. Today we move on to the part that you'll

find even more gratifying. "

The sheet slipped a bit, revealing several inches

of round, tense breast. "You want me to try

dames?" she asked with some confusion of

emotions; curiosity and guilt flicked in her lovely

blue eyes. "I never tried that scene before. I'm not

queer, you know. But if it's for science, well,

maybe... " She obviously was hoping to be

convinced.

What a fantastic piece of hot lustful woman she

was, Roger thought irrelevantly.

The Sex Magicians

Research, a multimillion-dollar project dedicated

to filling in the psychological intangibles left out of

the pioneering research of Masters and Johnson.

Since these psychological intangibles were—as Dr.

Prong sometimes wittily remarked "both

psychological and intangible, " there was no end to

his research. Meanwhile the money came rolling in.

Roger was, according to a survey by a

management analyst, one of the seventeen men in

the United States who was totally happy with his

job.

Other researchers sometimes expressed envy of

this fact. "What red-blooded man, " one of them

had once asked cynically, "wouldn't be happy

supervising and observing other people's orgasms

and pulling down a swift sixty grand a year for it?"

This was somewhat unfair to a dedicated

scientist. Roger Prong was truly fascinated by

orgasms—as Edison was by electricity—and had an

inexhaustible curiosity about every possible factor

involved in every possible orgasm, twitch, itch,

moan, gibber, gasp, shudder, or howl connected

with that dramatic biological tremor. Even more,

however, he was fascinated by lines, curves,

averages, graphs and every aspect of mathematics

that could be clearly visualized. The world, for

him, was made up of shapes, not things; of

relations, not entities. He lived in a universe of

forms that could be written as equations and

traced on graph paper.

Above his desk was a motto suggested ironically

by a skeptical friend. Dr. Prong saw nothing funny

about it at all and adopted it as his own banner:

SCIENCE, PURE SCIENCE, AND DAMNED BE

HE WHO FIRST CRIES "HOLD, TOO MUCH!"

As he often said in his high-paid lectures to

medical societies, psychiatric conventions, YMCA's

and PTA's, "It's just not true that 'if you've seen

one orgasm, you've seen them all. ' Why,

Heracleitus—a great Greek philosopher who wrote

over 109 fragments—once said that you can't step

into the same river twice, because it's changing

every second and so are you. Well, a man can't step

into the same vagina twice, either. "

Dr. Prong had supervised 23, 017 orgasms to

date, and his curiosity was still strong.

As he settled himself at his desk, he observed

that Miss Tayl, his secretary, had already poured

his coffee for him. Fine: the girl was really getting

broken to the harness. Neatly, he whipped out his

thermometer and measured the black liquid in the

cup. 98. 4 degrees. Excellent: she was learning to

meet his exact demands.

Dr. Prong could not abide inexactitude or

sloppiness in any human activity. "A thing worth

doing, " he would explain to his subordinates, "is

worth doing right. " He said this often, and

malicious members of the staff said it even more

often, when he was out of earshot, with a tone and

an expression that were caricatures of his own.

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