Head Games

When Roman answers an ad to work at ManGrowth Manor, a specialty hospital for men only, and a place that Roman has never heard of, he is unclear of his duties at the institution, and even more confused about the mission of the hospital itself. After being given a brief tour of ManGrowth Manor, Roman is still uncertain about the job, but decides to give it a chance. It doesn’t take long, however, for Roman to realize that there is something very odd about ManGrowth Manor and wonders if the expectations of him are quite different than had originally been explained.
------ The emphasis that Mr. Osio had placed on the word “real” disturbed Roman. Did the university know about this? Did they know that such a place as ManGrowth Manor existed today? This was not the 1950s. Shit, the 1950s were over sixty years ago. Time did pass up here in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan just as it did everywhere else, didn’t it? “Roman, do you understand now?” Roman nodded. What was he supposed to do or say at that question? “I will take you on a tour of our magnificent facility in a few minutes. The hospital is divided into three wings, Roman. Wing One is for those men who have demonstrated a propensity for the finer things in life, the things a woman enjoys. These are the men who require the shortest amount of time with us, roughly three to six months.” Roman thought that that was a long time. He couldn’t imagine what the other floors were reserved for. Mr. Osio continued. “Wing Two houses men who have expressed a desire to, well, actually be with another man. They usually stay with us for a year or two.” Roman tried not to look stunned, but he was shocked. He was shocked at everything Mr. Osio had said. He was mostly shocked at Mr. Osio’s belief in his own crap that he was spewing.