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From: "Simple Man" <Simple@hotmail.com>
Subject: {ASSM} "Antiseptic Wash" (Mg, cons)
Date: Fri, 11 Jul 2003 03:10:05 -0400
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Antiseptic Wash

{ASSM} (Mg, cons)



By Simple Man (C)2003







First year at Medical School in a large Eastern University Medical Center
and I had to work my way through college, my parents so stiff with money it
practically choked the life out of me.  Still, I lucked out and got a night
time job in the children's ward, empting bed pans and doing all the shit
jobs nobody else wanted to do.  I was next to nothing on the totem pole and
they all knew it.  Yet, there was one perk.  I was also to provide the
antiseptic wash to all patients in my ward.  A sponge bath.

All went fairly well the first month and it was all very uneventful, until
last night.  She was the last one on my rounds, little 8 year old Shelly
Michaels.  It was just after two in the morning when I wheeled my cart into
her room.  Looking at her chart, she was in for a tonsillectomy, poor girl.
She was sleeping peacefully and when I got a close look at her pretty face,
I thought I recognized her.  Sure as shit, she lived two houses from me,
well actually two houses from my parent's home.  This little honey used to
lay in her backyard, naked on a towel and sunbathe.  She always gave me a
hard one as I watched her from my bedroom window, even though she was a
little girl, hell she was naked and I didn't care how old she was, she was
female and that's what counted.  No tits and no hair, she was not all that
great, but it was the way she layed on that towel, legs spread wide, just
begging to be fucked, or so I imagined.

She layed on her side and I reached for the ties on her back to untie them,
the hospital gowns looked like prison uniforms in the dingy blue color they
had.  She deserved pink at least, preferably baby dolls, but I had to get
control of myself and put it out of my mind and I slipped the gown over her
shoulders.  The last time I had watched her sunbathe was almost a year ago
and she hadn't changed much and now with her almost naked I wrung out the
sponge in the antiseptic solution and began to wash her.  She was instantly
awake, but it took a few seconds for her to realize who it was.  She had
beautiful legs and thighs for a girl so young.

 "Bobby, is that you?"

I had been trained for this and I quietly answered.

"Yes, it's me, now you be still and let me wash you; you'll feel a lot
better afterward."

She rolled over on her back and removed the gown completely as her legs
spread wide and open for me, a cute smile on her face.

 "Okay Bobby, you can wash me."

I was not treated with a close up view of her sex, which was small and
completely hairless like it should have been.  Gazing up at her chest, the
mere beginnings of breasts were forming, and then I noticed the smell.  I
had smelled it once before when Becky Tanner had let me lick her pussy.  It
was the same smell, shit; the girl was excited by all of this.

The graveyard shift was to my liking because the ward was empty, save for a
lowly intern and an old nurse that stayed at her reception area and watched
the monitors, her head dropping now and again as she tried to fight off
sleep.  Well, children did not have heart attacks or strokes, usually, so
there was little if anything to do.  The intern was only interested in the
cleaning girl and was coaxing her into a storage room for some playtime, and
she was going along with it wholeheartedly.

Shelly Michaels moaned as I washed her and I made it as sexy for her as I
could.  Starting at her feet and working upward.  I was thorough and bathed
her well like I was taught.  As I came to her sex, she raised her hips and I
just smiled as I pushed her back down to the bed and washed her private
mound which drove her absolutely crazy.

 "Oh Bobby, I have been watching you for years looking at me while I
sunbathed, wanting you to do things to me, love me.  Now here I am with you
and I want you to do it to me, oh God Bobby, please!"

Relax baby, I told her.  Let me finish your bath and then I can tend to your
other needs.  She was hotter than a bonfire and barley let me finish washing
her before she demanded to be fucked.  These hospital carts had everything
you could imagine, from tongue depressors to diapers, she didn't need
either, but what she did need was this sterile lubricant on the bottom
shelf, what it was for, I didn't know, but I knew what I was going to use it
for.  I lubed her up really well and she was nearly at orgasm level when I
finished.

This little 8 year old took it all at face value as she experienced her
first fucking, it both hurt and felt wonderful at the same time, and I had
to admit, this was my first time too.  I sent my sperm into a child that I
had known for years and she eagerly accepted it, moaning in abject hunger
for more of the experience.  As I pulled myself from her, she was already
asleep.  I waited for an hour, wiping up the sperm that oozed from her now
fresh fucked pussy.  When it seemed that I had it all, I dressed her in her
gown again and went to punch out and go home.  All the while I slept, I
dreamed of her, as she became imprinted on my brain.

I don't know what I must have been thinking; her doctor noticed right away
and put two and two together easily, despite Shelly's denial.  I was fired
and kicked out of Medical School in one fell swoop.  Shelly felt it was all
her fault and was miserable since I would not see her.  Then one afternoon,
I ventured out for a coke, and she was there.

 "Bobby, are you mad at me?"

I could never be mad at her, the fact was that I loved her and the knowledge
of our one moment burned inside me like the fires of a volcano about to
erupt.

 "God no Shelly, I love you, guess I always have."

In a flash her father had me around my neck and I pretty much figured this
was the end of my life.  Then her mother stepped in.

 "Leave him be!  He loves her you old fool, and she loves him!  It was bound
to happen, can't you see that!  Now let him go this minute!"

The older man release my neck and I gasped to breath again.

 "Fucking kid screwed my daughter, and you want me to understand this!  Have
you gone daft woman?"

 "No, you did the same thing to me, remember, just look at our ages, I'm 26
and you are 49.  I wanted you and you wanted me, and as I remember it made
little difference to you that I was a little girl!"

 "I guess I forgot about that!  But she is my daughter!"

 "Yes, she is your daughter, and deserves her man just like I did.  Look at
her, she is pining away, lost without him, do you want her to die of a
broken heart?"

 "No, but she is so young!"

 "Same age as me when you wanted me.  Now come on you old goat, you have
your woman to please tonight, leave them alone."

I moved to the couch holding my neck, simply glad to still be alive.  Shelly
came to me in tears, wanting to make everything better for me.  I was still
in shock.  Shelly stood up and took off her clothes, pressing her ample sex
to my mouth; I was lost again in her as I would always be.



The End



[A short tale as I had little time tonight, however, if you liked it maybe
there could be more.]

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