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St. Joan's Wood is a town with a difference, a difference that Frankie finds out about when his mother moves the two of them there. In this very special town, the males assume the female role in society, even becoming pregnant and "mothering" the children.

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    This sadistic treatment, for males only, started with being placed prone on a treatment cot while wearing only a cotton sheet, except for a paper diaper over my privates. The sheet covered me from neck to toes. The attendant poured warm wax over me until I was covered with about an inch of the stuff. As the wax dried, I felt like it weighed a ton. Encased in my hard wax shell, moving any part of myself became impossible. When my wax shell cemented in place, I felt like a stranded turtle on its back. The attendant covered me with a linen sheet, a rubber sheet and three or four blankets. Telling me "relax and enjoy", he would leave me there for a good half hour or more, a perspiring victim, unable to move. The torture supposedly reduced fat and sweated out toxins.