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Copyright: Written 2004 by Rachael P. Ross. May be archived and/or
reposted for free private use of adults where not prohibited by local
and/or federal statute provided that (a) This copyright notice
accompanies any such dissemination; (b)That the author's name and
email rache696@yahoo.com be included in the message body; (c) That
this story is not edited for content. All characters,locales, and
events are fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons may or may not
be intended by the author for her own devious and undisclosed
purposes.

Author's Note: This story is (to date) composed of six chapters. It is
suggested, but by no means necessary that they be read sequence. I
tried to use (brief) character/plot references where necessary, but
largely each chapter is capable of standing on it's own. Pornography
is uniquely suited to that.

At this time I have no plans to write a chapter seven. I do not need
ideas for plot or characters, I don't need flattery or threats...I
don't even need begging to convince me otherwise. The story ends where
it does and how it does. It isn't really up to me. -rr Manila

=-=-=

My Strange Life
By Amy J. Welch

Chapter IV
The Strange Case of Doctor von Siemein

One day I came home from school, like I always did, and went straight
for the refrigerator. I like to eat Yoplait when I get home,
especially the peach flavor. With a banana when we have them. I sit
down in front of the TV in the den, which is where my Daddy's home
office is too, and turn on MTV and have my snack. My Daddy is an
aerospace engineer, whatever that is, and he's almost always working.
Mostly at his office, but sometimes he travels, and sometimes he can
stay home and do whatever it is he does on his computer in the den.

He has like 3 computers really, one that just does typing and stuff,
and another one that he can draw stuff on, even though it really
doesn't look much like anything except colored lines, and another one
that we can use for the internet and playing Sims on, and that one has
a real fancy camera for video conferencing, my Daddy does that a lot
when he's at home. I use the camera too, sometimes, when nobody else
is at home. Videoconferencing is fun and it's a great way to meet
interesting people from all over the world. Some people I talk to on
the Internet like me so much they want me to come visit them. They say
they'll even send me airplane tickets, if I want. When I was 14, I
asked my Daddy if I could go to London and meet a nice man who always
pointed his camera at his penis for some strange reason. My Daddy got
kind of mad then and he grounded me from using the computer for a week
and then made me swear I'd never talk to that man again. So I didn't,
there are so many other people to talk with anyway.

Oops, I'm rambling on again...Sorry.

On this particular day I grabbed my yogurt and a banana and went into
the den and Daddy was in there, so I couldn't really watch MTV loud
like I wanted to. So I sat down in the big leather chair next to his
desk where he was sitting. I like to sit in that chair sideways, with
my legs over one arm and my back against the other, so my skirt
naturally slides way up around my hips, but I don't mind. I took off
my silly little blue tie that we have to wear at the Virgin Mary's
Academy and undid the top two buttons on my blouse, just to the white
lace of my bra, cause it's more comfortable like that.

I sat there, wriggling my toes in their little white socks and dipping
the banana into the yogurt so it gets all creamy white with just a
little light golden peachy stuff on it, then licking it off. Or
sometimes I put the banana in my mouth and make a tight little `O'
with my lips and pull the banana out, so the gooey yogurt slides off
in my mouth. And sometimes I like to see how far in my mouth I can put
the banana without breaking it, pushing it until it touches the back
of my mouth and then taking it back out again. Once in awhile, if the
banana is nice and firm, I can open my throat like I'm swallowing and
the tip of that banana goes right into my open throat so I could
swallow the whole thing! If I really wanted to.

That's what I was doing while my Daddy was teleconferencing with some
people from MIT who seemed to be disagreeing with some people from
CIT. But my Daddy wasn't listening to them, he was watching me, until
somebody asked him something and then he seemed to wake up and see me
looking at him. He turned around, his face turning red, and told those
people on his computer that he'd rerun some data and get back to them.
They all hung up pretty soon after that and I turned on MTV with the
remote, but not too loud, and scraped the last bit of yogurt from the
cup with the banana. But I just licked it off that time, it was
getting kind of soft and I was afraid if I tried to put it in my
throat it would break and choke me.

"I...uh, I wish you wouldn't do that, Amy." Daddy said.

I licked the banana from the bottom all the way to the top, feeling it
curve with the tip of my pink tongue, coated a little white from the
yogurt. "Do what Daddy?" I smiled and licked my lips.

"Uhhhh...Nevermind, Amy." He looked at my bare legs hanging over the
chair and the little flimsy piece of white nylon panty showing where
my plaid skirt had ridden up too high. "Would you get me some coffee,
dear, I think there's some left in the pot."

I frowned at him. "You shouldn't be drinking coffee in the afternoon
Daddy, how will you be able to sleep tonight?"

"I don't know, Amy." He said under his breath. Then he said louder,
"Just don't tell your mom."

"Oh, I'd never tell on you Daddy!" I smiled and stuck the banana
between my lips, holding it there with just my mouth as I pushed
myself off the chair. I took the banana out of my mouth and looked at
him. "I love bananas!" then I kissed it right on the tip. I giggled
and went to get his cup off his desk, leaning over so my blouse fell
open and Daddy could look right down it and see my small boobs hanging
against my bra. He's so cute when his face turns all red like that!
And then I went off smiling to get his coffee, hearing Daddy's chair
squeaking as he shifted around.

While I was getting the coffee and eating my banana and looking
through the mail, the phone rang. Daddy said he had it, which was a
good thing because my mouth was full, and he was talking when I came
back and put his coffee cup on his desk.

"...For when?" Daddy pulled out his leather organizer, which looks like
a fancy notebook with all kinds of tabs and notes and zippers and
stuff, and flipped it open to the calendar, first the month, then he
frowned and turned to the week. "Got it..."

"Look, my wife will be busy that day and she..." Daddy listened some
more.

"Yeah, I know how...Yes, I understand...Appointments are hard to come
by...But my wife usually takes care of this and..." My Daddy started
writing on February the 14th, `1:15pm...von...' he stopped writing. "See
mine? How do you spell that?" he asked. Then he finished writing
`...Siemein' on his calendar.

He listened a little bit more. "Right...yes, thank you...See you then.
Bye." He hung up the phone and looked at me, but I already knew what
it was about.

"Well, it seems you have a doctor's appointment next week with Dr. von
Siemein." He tapped his pen thoughtfully on his organizer. "That's
your, uh...he's your..."

"Gynecologist Daddy." I said for him. "But I thought my appointment
was on the 21st, not the..." I looked at his calendar, "14th...Daddy!
That's Valentine's Day!" I didn't want to go to the doctor on
Valentine's Day! We were having a party at school that day. I was
going to spend a little time with my favorite Valentines, Jeff and
Brad that day! And Uncle Max said he had a special present for me from
Spunky! And Uncle Seymour had already told me that he wanted to make a
special movie and he'd even bought me some special clothes to wear for
it! And I'd promised Jenny that I'd go with her to the dance that
night and we were both looking forward to that since my mother, Miss
Squires, and Miss Holsum were all going to be chaperones! I was way,
waaaaay too busy that day for a doctor's appointment!

"I'm sorry, Amy, I guess Dr. von Siemein had to change his vacation
schedule because the people he time shares a condo with on some beach
in Hawaii had to change their plans because their accountant lost
$300,000 at the race track that he had embezzled from them and they
have to appear before a grand jury about their tax returns for the
last 5 years..." Daddy shrugged. "Or something like that. Whatever the
reason, your appointment got moved, kiddo."

"B-But mother's going to be at the charity auction that day so..." I
realized Daddy would be taking me to see my gyno, that wouldn't be
bad, we'd get to spend some time together and I'd rather spend time
with him than anyone.

"So, uh...I'm taking you..." He looked a little embarrassed by it. "Maybe
we could have lunch together and afterwards, if you wanted, maybe do a
little shopping...?" He was looking for a way to make up to me for
someone else's fault. I love him so much! "You're getting to be a, uh,
well...Growing up and maybe it's time you had some, uh...Grownup clothes
or jewelry or...something."

"Really, Daddy?" I almost squealed because I'd seen a gold and diamond
tennis bracelet at Upton Jewelers that I was just aching for! And
clothes...Oh my! I do admit I am spoiled, by my Daddy much more than my
mother, but by a lot of other people too, so maybe I'm not the most
realistic person in the world when it comes to how much something
costs or is worth, but honestly...Who can put a price on happiness? Huh?

He was smiling, seeing his words had the desired effect, and I knew
later he would wonder exactly what it was that he'd promised and maybe
worry just a little that he'd overdone it. But in the end he'd decide
he hadn't, because he loved me soooo much! I jumped on him, wrapping
my arms around his strong neck and my legs around his waist, like I
was 5 instead of 15.

"You're the best daddy in the whole wide world!" I cooed as he laughed
and disentangled me so I slipped down to sit on the carpet at his
feet, looking up at him. "Except you don't hug so good!" I grinned and
he picked me up so I was standing again.

"I hug great, I just don't want to spoil you for other men!" He said
jokingly.

I kissed his cheek, standing on my tiptoes and grabbing his arm. "You
already have, Daddy." I whispered softly and then ran off giggling
while he swatted empty air where my butt had been.

I went upstairs to take a long hot bath and imagine what Daddy might
buy me for Valentine's Day.

+++ 

That day, February 14th, started just like any other. Except that we
didn't really have classes that morning. Valentine's Day is a big deal
at the Virgin Mary's and almost everyone was involved with decorating
the cafeteria for the afternoon party, or in the gym decorating for
that evening's dance. It made me a little sad because my heart really
wasn't in it, I was helping in the cafeteria, but I knew my Daddy was
coming to pick me up at 11 for lunch, followed by my doctor's
appointment.

Still though, it's hard to be too sad on Valentine's Day. I gave Jenny
a card that was like a music box. When she opened it the card started
playing the love theme from Romeo and Juliet. It was really nice and
she liked it a lot. We sat in the chapel because it was the quietest
place in school; everyone else being busy elsewhere, and besides,
hardly anyone came into the chapel on a normal day anyway.

She gave me a card and a present about half the size of a shoebox. I
smiled at her and giggled as I ripped the paper wrapping off. Inside
was a life-size chocolate cock about 8 inches long. "Where did you get
this?" I laughed.

Jenny was smiling at me. "I got it at the Lexington Bookstore. I had
to wrap it before my mom saw it." She giggled. "And I put it in the
freezer, so its probably still hard."

"What were you doing in Lexington Books?" That was the only adult
bookstore in town. I'd been in there once, just to check it out, but
the clerk had kicked me out when he found me giving a guy a blowjob in
one of the movie booths.

"I went there with Jessie the other night, she wanted me to pick out a
dildo." Jenny explained. "We got this big purple double-headed thing,
it's great! You should try it."

"I bet." I shook my head and rolled my eyes at her.

"Anyway, I saw this choco-cock thing and I figured you'd like it." She
kissed me on the cheek.

 I thought it was cute, but I was surprised that she'd gotten so
naughty now that she was with my mother. Before, Jenny was kind of low
key about her sexuality, even with me, but she'd changed, as I suppose
everyone does, and really embraced who and what she was. She hadn't
told her parents yet that she was gay, but she said she thought they
already suspected. Of course this meant they were suspicious of me,
which made Jenny happy because she was mostly sleeping with Jessica,
my mother. Only rarely did Jenny and I do much more than make out once
in awhile when we went to the mall to see a movie. We really were more
like sisters now, than lovers, and that made me sad sometimes, but I
thought that would probably be a deeper and longer lasting kind of
love too, so maybe it was a good thing.

She also told me that my mother was planning on talking to me about
Jenny one of these days, because she thought I was figuring out what
was going on. Mother still didn't know that I knew everything, I'd
seen her having sex with Jenny and Miss Squires some 5 months earlier,
and Jenny told me everything anyway. We never had secrets, Jenny and
I, plus it made it a lot easier for Jenny to get together with my
mother if I was complicit and ready to make a convenient excuse to
leave them alone together. I didn't mind though because my mother was
so much happier now I thought, and Jenny too, I loved them both. And I
spent more time with Daddy, while mother was occupied with my best
friend. I felt guilty sometimes, wondering how I'd gotten involved
with helping my mother cheat on Daddy, but truthfully, I liked the way
it made excuses for my own behavior.

Life sure gets complicated, doesn't it?

Then too I was juggling other relationships, serious ones, or at least
someone thought they were serious. Brad and Jeff were waiting for me
in the closet in the art room. They were a couple of seniors who both
said they loved me. Not like little teenage love, but like serious I
want to marry you and live with you forever love. I wasn't sure I
loved anyone like that, except maybe Daddy. I thought sometimes if
mother ran off with Jenny, then...I could marry Daddy...But my mind went
crazy if I thought about that too much, for a variety of reasons, not
the least of which was that he'd legally adopted me when I was 4 years
old.

Interlude: Thinking about Brad and Jeff =====>

So... Brad is smart and kind of cute, almost pretty really, like he
would make a better girl than a boy. Not too tall, slight of build
with soft curling blonde hair and blue eyes behind the little round
glasses he wears sometimes, when he doesn't wear his contacts, and not
really hip, you know? He's a nerd. Brad never gets into trouble and
he's pretty shy until he knows you're his friend. He's just a really a
nice guy all around. He'd be a very good husband, especially since
he's going to Boston College next year and will probably graduate at
the top of his class and get a good job and take care of his family
the way my Daddy does. In fact, Daddy likes him a lot. Not only
because he's smart and mature for his age, but also because he blushes
like crazy if Daddy starts talking to him about sex. It's plainly
obvious that he's never done anything more than kiss me goodnight and
Daddy likes that a lot.

But that's not entirely true. I've never had sex with Brad. I've never
given him a blowjob, or even a handjob. I've never even let him feel
my boobs, except through my clothes. Because after talking more and
more with my friend Tama, I'd come to realize a girl should be pure,
at least with her husband. I'd decided that I'd never sleep with any
man that I might end up marrying. I'd save it for our wedding night
and then make him the happiest, luckiest man in the whole world! Of
course, I really wasn't planning on marrying Brad, I thought of it
more as practice.

But that doesn't mean I don't need sex! I do need sex and a lot of it,
luckily for me Brad is a special kind of man who understands that. He
knows I'm not giving any to him because he is so special and I love
him, kinda. He knows he's not like those other guys. So he doesn't
mind if I have sex, just to satisfy my natural needs, because it isn't
making love, its just...sex. I even let him watch sometimes, because I
know he has needs too, but if he ever cheated with me I'd never talk
to him again. I told him I just couldn't bear the thought of my brand
new husband putting his penis in me if I knew it had been in some
other woman first.

Brad tried to talk to me about that once, asking me how it was
different if I was letting some other guy put his cock inside me. I
asked him why he wanted to marry me then, since he knew I'd been
fucked by a bunch of other guys, and he told me he didn't care. That
he loved me. I told him that was how it was different - I did care! He
just couldn't argue with that logic!

The other thing that makes Brad so special to me is that he really
knows how to take care of me. Not just in the little ordinary ways,
but in the big ways too...like cleaning out my pussy after I've been
fucked. A lot of guys, most guys probably, wouldn't do that for a
girl, even a girl they loved and wanted to marry. But Brad does it. He
complained the first time, when my little pussy was just full of man
cream (not his of course) and told me he didn't want me to think he
was gay or something. So I asked him if he was gay and he said no, of
course he wasn't. So that settled that! I pushed him back, pulled my
panties down, and sat right on his pretty face. He choked a little,
gagged a bit that first time, but he scooped all that gooey mess out
of me with his tongue and even swallowed it for me! That's how special
Brad is.

But, like I said before, I don't seriously think I'll marry Brad, no
matter what he does for me...I don't think I'd want a guy who thinks
about marrying a 15 year old girl. But don't tell him I said that,
it's a lot more fun this way.

Jeff on the other hand, is a nice guy too, sometimes. But he's on the
St. Joseph's football team and likes to work his body instead of his
brain. He's really big, like 6'5" tall and weighs twice as much as me,
easy. Maybe even three times as much, that's how big Jeff is, probably
because he takes after his dad, but I don't like his dad very much. He
looks at me like a bear looking at a picnic basket. And he's always
saying dumb jokes to me like "You might be Jeff's tight end, but after
I get done with ya, you'll be a wide receiver!" and then he chuckles
and winks at Jeff's mom, who never says anything at all.

Jeff's one of the linebacker guys or whatever they're called, and he's
going to Oklahoma for college, although I don't know why anyone would
want to go there. But they're paying for his tuition and Jeff and his
dad are very proud of that. He said he could have gone to any school
he wanted, but thinks he'll get drafted someday if he plays there. But
I don't know what football has to do with being drafted, he could just
go see the army recruiter that comes around school sometimes, it would
be a lot easier.

I'm definitely not going to marry Jeff, even though he talks like
we're already standing in the church. He asks me what names I like for
kids. He said if we have a boy he's going to be `Vince' and if it's a
girl, well...he says he doesn't really care. And he asks me if I'd
rather live in Dallas or Green Bay, even though I don't know where on
God's green earth Green Bay is! And when he takes me out and Daddy
talks to him downstairs he chuckles a lot and calls Daddy `Coach'.
Like he'll say "Don't worry coach, when it's 4th and inches we're
going for it!" and then he'll see me coming down the stairs and he'll
say "How's my little tight end tonight?" and wink at Daddy and I have
to grab his arm and get him out of there before Daddy can get the gun
out of his closet.

Another reason I won't marry Jeff is because he fucks the sweet
bejeezus out of me. Jeff has the biggest cock in school, bar none.
It's like the Dominator, a big strap on that Miss Squires keeps in her
desk, except it's not black and it's definitely not fake, it shoots
like gallons of jism from his big hairy balls. It`s beautiful and
every time I see it my heart does a little dance, and every time I
touch it I get tingly all over. I worship his prick like it was some
pagan god come down from the mountain to demand sacrifice, and I
sacrifice my horny little pussy to it every chance I get. I just wish
it wasn't attached to Jeff.

The funny thing though, is that since Brad and Jeff are so different,
and they both want to marry me someday, and have nothing else in
common at all, I make them at least pretend like they're friends. I'll
only fuck Jeff if Brad is with us, watching, and I'll only go out with
Brad if we pick up Jeff. This wasn't an easy thing to arrange, as you
can probably imagine, and it makes for some real headaches at times,
mostly with Brad since he doesn't get to cum, he just cleans me up
afterwards while Jeff laughs, but things have a tendency to work out.
As Father Albion says in biology class, "Nature seeks equilibrium." I
didn't really understand that until I started dating Brad and Jeff.

Note: I pulled all that from my diary, paraphrasing in places, fixing
and making sense of scrawled thoughts I had at the time, so I'll hope
you'll have forgiven the tense. That's an English Major joke by the
author who's making up my life as she goes and getting tired of
proofing this over and over. I feel sorry for her sometimes. Anyway,
the past becomes the present when you're daydreaming and we'll get
back to Brad and Jeff another time, I hope...I haven't decided if that
particular joke is worth the 3 or 4 thousand words it will take to
write it. -rr

End of the interlude =====> 

Back to where I was, kissing Jenny softly on the lips and thanking her
for the card and the big hard chocolate cock. I started telling her
that I needed to run and promising that mother and I would pick her up
on our way to the dance that night, but she stopped me.

"I have another present for you too, Amy." Jenny was smiling a little
mischievously so that she got these little dimples that you'd hardly
notice, unless you wanted to notice everything about her. She lifted
her eyebrows and gave her dark eyes a little roll, like wasn't she the
cat's meow.

"Really?" I asked.

"Yeah, really. But it's not here, I'll give it to you at the dance
tonight." She laughed. "I wasn't going to say anything but I just
couldn't wait!" She was almost rubbing her hands together with
unabashed excitement. Jenny was like that though, she's the kind of
person who gives you your birthday present a week early, right after
she wrapped it, because giving it to you was so much fun for her.

"What is it?" I couldn't think of anything she might have gotten me
for Valentine's Day that would have her that wound up.

"Nope!" she laughed again. "I'm not telling but you'll
be...mmmm...Surprised!"

"I'm already surprised, you peanut head!" I laughed too. "See ya
later, Jenny." I kissed her again and ran out of the chapel while she
sat and opened her card again so the soft music played.

It was almost time for Daddy to get me, so I didn't have time to make
my rendezvous with Brad and Jeff, I could only hope they'd find
something to entertain themselves with while they waited for me in
that closet. The thought made me giggle a bit.

I'd gotten a bunch of Valentines that day, people just kind of dropped
them through the slots in your locker, like it was a big yellow
mailbox, or they kept them until they saw you around and gave them to
you personally. I guess it kind of depended on how close you were with
them. Like I gave Jenny her card, because she was special to me,
likewise I wanted to give Tama Vigit hers. I didn't think her parents
would let her come to the dance that night and I didn't want to wait
until the day after Valentine's, especially since it was her first
one. At least I didn't think there was a Valentine's Day in India, but
maybe I was wrong.

It had been awhile since we'd spoken, even though we still sat next to
each other in biology and she still let me copy off her, but it wasn't
the same. It was like she was a long ways away. I'd seen her briefly
when I went to her house to have sex with her brother, Raji. Tama had
let me in, but seemed very reluctant and I didn't know if it was
because I'd kissed her a few weeks earlier in the public library, or
because she knew that her brother was paying me forty dollars to fuck
me. Either way, it was kind of awkward and we didn't say much more
than "Hi." Even though I think we both wanted to. I really liked Tama
a lot and I missed her very much.

So, I was looking for her and luckily I found her. "Hi Tama, happy
Valentine's Day." She was standing outside the admin office with her
jacket folded on top of the book bag at her feet. "What are you
doing?"

She smiled at me, but it was kind of reserved, almost shy. "Hi, Amy.
I'm waiting for my mom to pick me up." She looked out the big windows
into the parking lot as though her mom might already be there.

"You're not going to the party?" I asked her, opening my own bag and
taking out a book and an envelope. They were bound together with a
ribbon so that the cover was hidden. I'd used a red silk ribbon and
tied the elaborate bow myself, learning how to do it from a Japanese
book of knots. It looked pretty neat, like a blooming rose, but just a
little pull on the end and it would all come apart. I'd also written
her name with a calligraphy pen and it looked almost perfect. I'd
practiced it for like an hour before I tried it for real, and then I'd
ruined two envelopes before I got it right. I was glad I'd swiped 3
extras when I bought the card, but mostly I was glad she only had 4
letters in her name.

"No, my mother thinks I will become too..." she hesitated, looking for
the right word. "...Liberal. I will become too liberal if I am
socializing too much with boys." I wasn't sure what that meant
exactly, but I got the general idea. Her mother didn't want her to be
like me.

"Oh." I nodded. "Well, I have something for you, it's a book." I
handed it to her, kind of hoping she'd `ohh' and `ahh' over my fancy
ribbon and calligraphy, but she just took it and looked at the spine.

"Delta of Venus?" She looked at me. "Is it a science book?"

I laughed at her. "Uh, no Tama, maybe you should hide it from your
mom. It's pretty liberal." I was smiling as I only half-jokingly said
it.

She was peeking at the cover, pulling the envelope carefully outward
by the corner and I kind of gritted my teeth, wondering how Tama would
react. It was a nostalgic photograph from like 1930, showing two women
in lingerie sitting together with their arms and legs entwined, but
right then her mom pulled into the parking lot and Tama stopped trying
to peek. She knelt and put her present in her bag, slipping on her
jacket, and walking towards the doors. She turned and looked at me for
a moment and smiled and then left without saying anything. I said
goodbye, but only in my head.

I don't know exactly when or why I'd become infatuated with Tama, but
I knew it was true. I'd been thinking of her constantly since that
night in the library. It reawakened emotions I hadn't felt since Jenny
and I had first become friends and then realized we were something
more. Those feelings for Jenny had never gone away, but only the
excitement perhaps, the thrill of something new and special, as though
time had eroded the sharp peaks, but could do nothing against the
firmament beneath. And now there was Tama who filled my heart and
thoughts until I almost wept with the fear that I should burst. I
ached watching her get into the car and drive away, all this sudden
consciousness overwhelming me, the awareness, the awful knowing that
she did not reciprocate my love.

If Hell is the absence of Heaven, of knowing that you are denied
Grace, then I was in Hell.

The good thing was that I was going to spend the afternoon with Daddy.
While I yearned for Tama, I had an equal if not even greater desire to
be with him, in any and every way possible. If Tama lacked the
capacity to love me, and such a lack made me somehow diminished, then
my Daddy embodied the facilities of restoration. Being with him
consumed me and drove all melancholy from my heart. He gave me hope
that everything would be all right with the world and in that way he
was very much like Jenny; my two stalwart protectors against the
vagaries of life. You do the best you can and let life take care of
itself. How I've wished I were so brave as that.

-=-=-

Daddy picked me up and soon I'd forgotten my fears. He was in a good
mood and it was infectious. He works too hard I think, taking time
off, even if only an afternoon to take his daughter to the doctor was
just what he needed. I sat in the front seat of the car while he
drove, wishing I'd changed my clothes. We were going to have lunch at
Trattoria Penzzi's, an elegant Italian restaurant with a wonderful
garden filled with spices and herbs, and the smell of baking sweet
bread wafts through and...my stomach growled...I was hungry. Daddy looked
at me and chuckled, "Almost there." He said and I laughed too and
miraculously forgot about Tama for a while.

Lunch passed all too quickly, partly because I wasn't looking forward
to seeing Dr. Siemein again, but also because daddy and I were having
such a good time. I was sitting there pretending I was someone other
than his daughter, a mistress perhaps that he'd sneak away to visit
and spoil when everyday life became too dreary. I'd let my hair down
and taken off my tie and unbuttoned my blouse a little, relaxing and
laughing. Sipping my iced tea like it was the finest French wine. I'd
stare into Daddy's eyes across the table and feel the warmth spreading
through me so that I'd have to squeeze my thighs together just to keep
from spreading them.

I felt my breasts aching, as if they were trying to grow, and my
nipples itched so that I would have to press my arms to them when I
touched my napkin to my lips. I excused myself and went to the ladies
room, taking off my bra and stuffing it into my purse. That felt
better, but only a little. I looked in the mirror and could see the
hard bumps of my nipples straining against the cotton of my blouse and
I undid another button, so my firm young breasts would bounce slightly
when I moved. I pulled my panty tight against my pussy, feeling the
swell of my mons and the soft parting of my lips as the material split
them. My clit burned sweetly and I embraced the sensation, wishing it
would stay with me forever.

When I returned to our table in the garden I imagined that everyone
was watching, knowing that I was the young Mistress of the older
gentleman who awaited me. The women would be jealous, green with envy,
and the men filled with fleeting images of my body beneath theirs,
yielding to their fantasies however dark and cruel and strange,
without protest or fear. And then their eyes would clear and glance
across the table at companions and share a knowing look, or at their
wives or girlfriends and blush with guilt, looking quickly away.

But I, I would only have eyes for Daddy, and as I sat down I smiled
and picked up my tea. He was looking at my breasts, his hand rubbing
thoughtfully at his chin and I thought for a moment he might say
something, but he didn't.

"I wish I'd changed clothes, Daddy." I said just to make conversation.
"I feel kind of silly sitting her in my school uniform."

"Ah, no Amy, it looks fine. I don't..." He looked around and then back
at me, "...I don't think anyone minds very much."

I pulled at my blouse, pinching it between my breasts and picking at
it. "I need a new bra, Daddy." I told him, not quite in a whisper.

"I, uh, noticed. What happened to the one you were wearing?" He picked
up his tea and sipped it, blushing slightly.

"I took it off. It gets too tight after awhile, it gets really
uncomfortable. But this is okay, right?" I leaned over the table a
little and asked, "You can't see anything, can you?"

Daddy looked down to see my blouse falling open as I bent over, the
edge of the table pushing, against my ribs. I knew he could see
everything and my nipples felt like they were on fire. "Uh, no Amy, I
can't, uh...No..." He said finally after a good long moment of staring.

I guess the waiter couldn't see anything either, because after he
brought our food he hovered over my shoulder until he finally caught
my Daddy's dirty look and drifted reluctantly away. I thought it was
funny, but Daddy wasn't so sure. He looked like he wanted to say
something, but decided against it. There must have really been
something important on his mind.

So I said, "Why do blondes get to park in handicapped spaces?"

"I don't know. Why?"

"Because they're blonde! Duh!" I laughed and combed my fingers through
my golden blonde hair and Daddy laughed too.

"I suppose you're trying to tell me you want a car for your birthday
this year." Daddy always knew what I was thinking, well mostly I
thought, squeezing my thighs together and imagining what his cock
looked like when it was really hard.

We finished lunch talking and laughing and enjoying ourselves. The
food was great and I felt so good afterwards, I didn't even mind I was
missing the Valentine's Day party at school. We had to get going to my
doctor's appointment though, we'd kind of lost track of time, luckily
downtown isn't very big so we could walk to Dr. Siemein's office from
the restaurant. While Daddy waited for the waiter to bring back his
credit card, I went to the ladies room to freshen up and put my bra
back on. Dr. Siemein was an old guy and kind of nice, but seemed kind
of old fashioned too, not the kind of man who'd approve of a
15-year-old girl walking around braless. When I came out of the
restroom the waiter was standing by the door, leaning against the
wall.

"Hey." He said to me. "What's your name?"

I looked down the little hall, but I couldn't see my Daddy. "Amy." I
said, "What's yours?"

"I'm Todd. Can I call you sometime?" He was kind of cute, but I wasn't
in the mood for a new boyfriend right then.

"You can't afford me." I told him. Just then my Daddy looked around
the corner at us. "My customer is waiting, I have to go."

"Your Dad you mean?" He looked at me trying to understand.

"He just likes me to call him that." I smiled sweetly. "Especially in
bed."

"Holy shit!" He said, looking at my Daddy then at me.

"Bye Todd." I left him standing there, laughing to myself as I took
Daddy's arm in mine and put my head against his shoulder as we walked
out. He looked at me funny and I let him go. "Great lunch Daddy, thank
you!"

"Uh, you're welcome... What did the waiter want?" We stood at the corner
waiting for the light to change.

It did and we stepped off the curb. "Oh, just my phone number." I
replied as if that were no big deal, which it wasn't.

"Oh." Daddy said. "Did you give it to him?"

"Him?" I giggled. "No, I told him I was your Mistress and you'd get
really mad!"

"What?" He stopped cold and his mouth opened and closed silently.

"Just teasing Daddy! Jeeez! Lighten up!" I laughed and grabbed his
hand, tugging him along.

"You scare me sometimes, Amy." Daddy shook his head. "You really do."

=-=-=

Dr. Siemein's office wasn't exactly as I remembered it, even though it
had been 6 months since my last appointment and I really hadn't paid a
whole lot of attention on my previous visits. The musty old furniture
was gone, replaced with some new brightly colored leather chairs and a
kidney shaped coffee table with a black and yellow Ying-Yang design
printed on it. The walls were brighter too, I thought, gloss white
with abstract paintings hanging on it. I looked at one that seemed no
more than splattered paint, it was a print of Fathom Five, by Jackson
Pollock and I loved it. It seemed like the more you looked at it, the
more you could see in it, like there were secrets within secrets. But
they weren't secrets at all if you just opened your eyes and looked.

Another thing that was different my Daddy noticed right away, and that
was the nurse. The last time I'd been here the nurse had been a woman
who looked like the Quaker Oats guy on the big round oatmeal carton in
our kitchen. This nurse looked like she'd stepped out of a fashion
show for doctors. She was very tall and had long straight red hair and
was white all over, from the 3" stiletto slings she had on her feet,
to the nylon stockings on her long legs, to the short little dress
that was just as tight around her thighs as it was around her
ridiculously large breasts. Her blouse had an exaggerated `V' that
exposed the creamy jiggly valley of her deep cleavage, pulling against
buttons that appeared woefully inadequate. She had a nametag perched
precariously above her left breast that said `Nurse v. Siemein' and a
stethoscope around her neck that dangled and bounced between her boobs
as she moved. She looked maybe 25 at the most and definitely did not
resemble any Quaker that I'd ever heard of.

"Amy?" She said, walking over to us with a clipboard in her perfectly
manicured hand, fingernails not too long, but painted blood red like
her lips, pouting until she smiled to show perfectly white teeth. "I'm
Nurse von Siemein, it's so nice to meet you!" She certainly was
friendly. "And you must be Mr. Welch, how do you do? I'm so glad you
came, we get so few fathers around here!" She smiled again and I could
see her eyes were green and smiling too.

I just nodded, being a little overwhelmed and suddenly feeling
embarrassingly inadequate in my little schoolgirl uniform.

"Call me David, please..." My Daddy was shaking her hand and smiling
like a little kid in a candy store. "I'm glad I came too, now...I mean I
was glad before but...I, well...we're here."

"And glad." I said maybe a little sarcastically, elbowing Daddy in the
ribs.

"Good!" Nurse Siemein stood there a moment and then handed Daddy a
clipboard telling him to look it over, make sure everything was right
and fill in the blanks indicated and then sign it. She would be taking
me into her office so she could check my vital signs and then we'd all
meet the doctor.

At least she sounded like she knew what she was doing, but I'd pretty
much decided I didn't like her, mostly because my Daddy had already
decided that he liked her just fine. He was smiling and nodding and
not sitting down until we'd gone around the corner, I know because I
looked over my shoulder and saw him still standing there, staring at
Nurse Siemein's tight round butt as she led me away.

"Your father is very nice." Nurse Siemein said as I sat in a chair by
her desk. "Very good looking, I can see why you're so pretty." She
started taking my blood pressure, fitting the cuff around my arm.

"He's not my real Daddy, he married my mother after I was born." I
told her as she started pumping up the cuff, putting her stethoscope
to my arm and watching the needle jump with my beating heart.

"Really?" Nurse Siemein said, taking the blood pressure thing off.
"Well, you're a lucky girl then; if I had a daddy like yours..." She
didn't finish her thought as she stuck a thermometer under my tongue.
I sat there thinking maybe Nurse Siemein could tell I was a
little...Jealous? Possessive? Something like that.

She was getting out a flimsy cotton hospital gown and a pink terry
cloth robe from a cabinet and she laid them out on the little
examination table in the middle of her office. Then she pulled out the
thermometer and looked at it. "Perfect." She proclaimed and wrote the
numbers down on form. She measured my height, "Hmmm...5'4" exactly!" and
my weight, "Let's see...103lbs, I'm jealous!" Then she got some tubes
and a little foam ball and some rubber tubing and all the other stuff
that meant she was going to draw blood.

"Do you think you could pee right now, Amy?" I said I thought I could,
so she had me do that first. There was a big bathroom, with a toilet
and a sunken shower and a sink, tiled white all over, but even though
it was so big I felt a little funny with Nurse Siemein in there with
me. Usually I did this alone.

"Here, you just take off your skirt and panties, that will make it
much easier" I unzipped my skirt and stepped out of it while she took
a collection kit out of some plastic wrap, looking up and smiling as I
pulled my panties down. "You have such a pretty pussy, Amy!" I just
sat down on the toilet.

"Have you given a urine sample before?" She asked and I said I didn't
think I had. "Well, I'll help you then. First we use this," she pulled
a moistened towelette out of a little foil pack, "and make sure you're
nice and clean." I thought she was going to give it to me, but instead
Nurse Siemein asked me to lift up a little and she started wiping my
pussy very gently, rubbing the cool soft tissue around and between my
labia. "There, now I'm going to hold this...here..." She slipped the round
plastic container beneath me and it had a funny half-funnel shaped
thing, "...this goes here, and I'm going to spread your lips, Amy and
then you can pee." I felt her fingers probing and splitting my pussy
lips, opening my slit as she positioned the collector and when she
told me I could start peeing I... Couldn't! I felt so self-conscious.

"Stage fright?" Nurse Siemein giggled and she started itching my pussy
with her finger. "Come on, Amy...Come on...Give us a little pee,
sweetheart..." Her finger felt really nice and I closed my eyes trying
to think of stuff like Niagara Falls. "...Give me some of that sweet
golden pee, Amy...Just let it go all over my fingers...Come on..." Her voice
was soft and lilting and she was flicking that spot right where my pee
comes out, just beneath my clit and "...Oh! Good girl!" I sighed as a
stream of my urine started flowing out, over Nurse Siemein's finger
and into the plastic cup. "I knew we could do it." She was smiling
when I opened my eyes again. She closed the collector and used another
wipe to clean me thoroughly and watched as I put my panties and skirt
back on.

I was a little embarrassed actually, especially since I knew I'd
pissed all over her hand, but she didn't seem to mind. I guess being a
nurse is like that. We washed our hands together in the big sink.
"Have you ever had an enema, Amy?" I shook my head no, wondering why
she'd asked me that, but she just smiled.

Drawing blood didn't hurt too much and I was a lot less self-conscious
too! Nurse Siemein was talking the whole time, asking me questions
about school and boyfriend's and stuff; just chitchat to keep my mind
off the needles. And as she was putting a band-aide on my arm, she
started telling me she needed to ask some questions. "Don't worry,
everything you say in here is just between me and you and Dr. von
Siemein, I won't tell your Daddy, even if he asks, which he won't. So
answer honestly, okay?"

I nodded.

She started with the usual about my periods and stuff, how often I got
them and what they were like. She asked if I'd ever noticed anything
weird, or gotten pregnant, junk like that. It was all pretty much like
the old Quaker nurse had asked me the last time I was here, but then
Nurse Siemein started asking other questions, about my personal life.
"Are you a virgin, Amy?"

"No." I figured there was no sense lying about it, and I may even have
sounded a little proud of that fact, feeling a little competitive for
some reason and not knowing exactly why or how to deal with it.

"Have you had unprotected sex with a boy, like without using a
condom?" She asked, ticking off little boxes on her form.

"Uh, yes."

"How many times?"

"Mmmm...I'm not sure." I tried to count all the times I'd had sex, but I
knew I was forgetting a lot of them. It was kind of scary counting
like that and realizing I couldn't. I wondered if that made me a slut.

"More than 5?" Nurse Siemein was looking at me and smiling a little,
like she just knew it was going to be way more than just 5.

"Yeah."

"More than...10?" She was teasing me now.

"Probably, yeah, you mean since the first time right? Not just this
year or something?" I started wondering why she needed to know an
exact number, couldn't she just use the `Greater Than' sign we used in
math class? Why had they taught us stuff like that if you didn't use
it for stuff like this?

"How old were you when you had sex for the first time?" She put her
pen down.

"You mean with a boy?"

"Yes."

"I was 13."

"How about girls?"

"I was 12."

"Okay, so how many different boys have you had sex with since you were
13, Amy?" Nurse Siemein picked up her pen again.

"I guess...16? Or 17 probably."

"Have any of them ever used a condom?"

"Ummm...No."

"Okay, and how many different girls?"

"You mean just kissing or going all the way?"

"What's going all the way with another girl, Amy?"

"You know, like getting your salad tossed, uh...fingering and licking
and stuff."

"Okay then, how many girls have tossed your salad, Amy?"

"Three." I was getting kind of tired of all these questions, so I
asked one of my own. "Have you ever gone all the way with a girl,
Nurse Siemein?"

She smiled at me and put her pen down again. "Would you like to toss
my salad, Amy?" She was staring at me with those bright green eyes and
I thought she probably liked to eat little girls for snacks.

"Uh, I was just wondering." It was very uncomfortable, having someone
able to turn the tables so easily. I was used to being kind of
aggressive, kind of in charge, at least with most people. I wondered
how Miss Squires would deal with this woman, and I pictured Nurse
Siemein getting spanked while Miss Squires buttfucked her with the
Dominator. That made me smile.

"Well, if you change your mind let me know." Nurse Siemein smiled and
picked up her pen. "Have you ever used anything like a vibrator or a
dildo, either alone or with a friend?"

My mouth fell open and I wondered if it was just coincidence, or if
Nurse Siemein could read my mind. "Uh, yeah." I think I actually
blushed for some reason.

"Vaginally, anally...Both?"

"Both, but only one time in my butt."

"Did you like it?" She stared at me and I nodded. "How big was it?" I
told her about the Dominator and how Miss squires had fucked me with
it as punishment. It felt nice telling Nurse Siemein the story, though
not the whole story of course, just that one part. My skin was warm
and I could see that she was very interested too.

"Have you ever been fisted, Amy?" She licked her lips. "In your vagina
or anus, by a man or woman?" I shook my head no and Nurse Siemein put
her hands on the insides of her thighs, crossing her wrists so she
could squeeze them. "Do you like things that stretch you, Amy? Do you
like it when you feel too small and it feels uncomfortable, maybe
even...hurts, a little?"

I nodded and said that I thought I did like that. "I liked the way the
Dominator made me feel." I told her.

"How did it make you feel, Amy?" She ran her short red nails along her
legs, spreading them slightly against her tight skirt.

"Like it was splitting me in half." I whispered.

Nurse Siemein nodded and took a deep breath. "Okay, I'm going to run
to my desk and check to see if your dad finished those papers yet. I
want you to change your clothes; you can put yours in that closet over
there. Don't wear your panties or bra or anything, just the hospital
gown and the robe will be fine, and I'll come get you in a minute.
Okay?" She smoothed her uniform and smiled and closed the door behind
her.

I changed quickly and sat down on the chair to wait, wrapping the robe
around me because it was a little chilly in that room. Nurse Siemein
finally reappeared and behind her came a man of about 40, or maybe a
little older since I'm a pretty bad judge of age when people get old.
He was nice looking though; tall with reddish hair and nice brown eyes
to go with his generous smile. Behind him came my Daddy, so that all
four of us were crowded in that little room.

"Amy, this is Dr. von Siemein, and he's my Daddy." She smiled at me
and I'd almost swear she winked at me, but I wasn't sure.

"Hello Amy," He was flipping a chart open. "You were probably
expecting my Uncle, weren't you?" I nodded dumbly, guessing that his
Uncle was my old Dr. Siemein. "Well, you might have noticed he was a
little, uh...old..." He smiled and I nodded and laughed a little. "So he
retired and moved down to Miami. But before he left he asked if I
could come and watch over his patients, so he'd know they were in good
hands. Guess what the first thing I did was, after I got here." I
smiled and shook my head, saying I didn't know. He looked at his
daughter the nurse with a theatrical sigh, "She didn't notice, none of
my patients do." He looked back at me, gesturing with his arms. "I
redecorated!"

"Uh, we redecorated, Daddy." Nurse Siemein said, smiling.

"I noticed, I did!" I said, giggling and feeling pretty relaxed. This
guy was pretty good.

"You did not!" He looked at me with a sly grin. "But that's okay and,
yes Eva, you did help." He smiled at Nurse Siemein then looked back at
me, clapping his hands. "So I'll be your new doctor, that is if you
want me to be." He looked at his daughter again, "Did you give Mr.
Welch the papers and explain everything to him?"

Nurse Siemein smiled at my Daddy and he smiled back. "Oh yes, I think
David, er Mr. Welch, is very happy with what I've shown him so far."
My Daddy nodded. "And I've told him how very good you are with young
women like Amy, how gentle and attentive you can be to her special
needs. No two girls are ever the same." She leaned close to my Daddy
and touched his arm with her fingertips. "Amy will be in good hands, I
promise."

"I, uh, yeah, well...that sounds very...uh, nice." My Daddy said. He was
looking down Nurse Siemein's blouse, but neither she nor the doctor
seemed to notice.

"Well then, why don't I take Amy into the examination room and Eva,
why don't you show Mr. Welch into the waiting room and make him
comfortable." Dr. Siemein looked at me with a soft smile and held out
his hand. "Right this way Amy."

I held his hand as we walked down the carpeted hallway and into a
large room with the all too familiar examination table in the center.
The room was nice, not like a regular hospital room at least, it was
carpeted and warm and smelled freshly sweet, not like disinfectant at
all. Along one wall there was a window and I could see there were some
chairs inside, but no people.

"That's our observation room, Amy. Sometimes during special procedures
other doctors come and watch, or some medical students might come to
see a procedure." He smiled, "But don't worry, no one is going to be
observing you today. Unless... Well, sometimes the mother's watch, you
know, just because they can be so nervous, sometimes worse than the
daughters." He laughed. "Anyway, if you wanted your father could
watch, but only if you want him to."

I seriously thought about it for a minute, thinking how interesting it
might be to show Daddy everything he was missing, but...I decided it
would only embarrass him. "Ummmm, no it's okay."

"Well, alright then Amy, why don't you sit down on the table...There we
go. It says here your 15, is that right? And you've had no problems,
that's good, but you get your period about every 6 weeks or so, is
that right? Uh-huh, and then it only lasts for two or three days...Okay.
And it's been like that since you got your first period when you
werrrrre... 12, okay." He looked at some other papers. "My Uncle ran
some tests, do you remember those? Right, the ones at the University
Medical Center...and, let's see...he had your mom in for a consultation
last...hmmm..." He sat down on a chair and rolled over so he was right in
front of me. "Did my Uncle ever talk to you about that...or your mom,
did she talk to you? No, well...Sometimes girls have some small
abnormalities in their ovaries..."

He spoke with me for about 10 minutes, even using a little book with
pictures to explain why I would probably never get pregnant, unless
they fertilized one of my eggs in a test tube and put it back in me.
Even then Dr. Siemein told me I'd have to be super careful, because
the slightest little bump could knock that egg loose real easy.

I could tell that he didn't like having to be the one to tell me and
he said that bodies change all the time, so maybe in the future I'd be
different, but he didn't think so. It made me sad, but I suppose I was
too young to be really angry. I'd never given serious thought to
having kids, although I guess it was just assumed, you know, that it
would happen. I kind of wished my mother would have told me, because
she knew for a long time, but didn't. I wondered why, but I wasn't
really mad at her. I wondered if Daddy knew about it.

Dr. Siemein told me that he would give me an extra special exam, not
only to make sure about my ovaries, but also to make me feel better. I
wasn't sure what he meant by that, but I was just feeling kind of
numb, anyway. I took off my robe and then the hospital gown, so I
stood there naked in front of the doctor. He didn't have me lie down
right away though, he sat in his chair and put his hands on my hips,
turning me slowly all around.

"I was looking at your personal history questionnaire, Amy. All those
funny questions that Eva was asking you...did they embarrass you?" I
felt his hands stroking me gently.

"No, they didn't...I...I like talking about sex and stuff." I shivered
just a little.

"Eva was very impressed with you, Amy. She told me you asked her if
she wanted to have sex with you, is that right?" His mouth was close
to my tummy, so his hot breath tickled a little.

"No...I...well...it just kind of...Came out like that..." I felt my skin burning
like I had a fever.

"You're a beautiful young woman, Amy." He said softly and put his hand
on the inside of my knee, sliding it upward so I had to spread my legs
a little. "How long have you been shaving?" His fingers grazed my sex.

"A-About five months." His hands were super gentle, warm and dry.
"Since school started."

The doctor turned me again, so my back was to him and he pushed
slightly on the small of my back so I bent over slightly, pushing my
butt out. He stroked my ass and then rubbed a finger in the crack
until it touched my anus. "Have you ever tried anything anally, like
your finger, or a vibrator, or a penis?" He was rubbing my asshole so
softly I felt my muscles spasm involuntarily.

"Yes, I...I told the nurse..." My voice was cut off as he slowly, so very
slowly, pushed his finger inside me. It didn't hurt at all even though
it was dry; it just felt good. I held my breath as he worked inside
until his other fingers were curled and pressed to my skin. He held it
there, feeling my ass tighten and relax around it, seeming undecided
if I should push against it or pull it deeper.

I sighed as he withdrew slowly, slipping his finger out so that I
could actually feel my little sphincter shutting. "Your ass is
wonderful, Amy, so nice and tight. And clean too." He smiled as he
lifted his finger to his nose and then standing to bring it to my
lips. "Taste it for me." He whispered.

I looked at him as he rubbed the finger that had just been in my ass
across my lips and then parted them, urging me to open my mouth and
suck it for him. I worked my tongue around it while he watched me.
"Good girl. Now just lie back and put your feet in the stirrups,
please." His gentle hands pushed me down and he lifted my feet,
spreading my legs so that the heels fit snuggly into the cushioned
stirrups. He adjusted them and I had to slide down with his help so
that my butt rested almost at the very edge of the table.

"There we go." Dr. Siemein said with a smile. He rolled his chair
over, between my legs and reached up to turn on some very bright
lights, adjusting them so that they shone on my pussy. He sat down and
began feeling around my sex, touching and stroking the soft flesh and
completely ignoring my cunt. He stroked the insides of my thighs and
then moved his hands around my hips, up to my belly and even my
breasts, pausing over my hardening nipples, teasing them and then
moving back down. "You have a beautiful little pussy, Amy." He looked
up my body smiling at me. "Easily the prettiest one I've ever seen."

"Thank you." I said self-consciously, mostly because I didn't know
what else to say. I was feeling flushed all over, terribly excited in
a new and frightening way. I wondered what my Daddy would say if he
knew what the doctor was doing.

"Are you okay, Amy?" Doctor Siemein asked me. "You look a little
nervous, how are you feeling?" Just as he asked me I felt his
fingertips brushing my pussy, teasing my outer folds and just barely
touching my hard little clitoris. It sent a chill through me.

"I-I-I'm fine...I...Oh!" He rubbed my clitty with his thumb, putting
pressure on it so that it suddenly seemed charged with electricity.

He moved around and sat down again, bringing his mouth close to my
burning snatch. "Here, let's see if this will help relax you a bit."
With that he began licking me slowly all around my pussy, long sweet
strokes of his tongue across my labia, occasionally changing so that
his tongue flickered across them, and then changing again so the tip
would slip in between, sliding upwards across my clit. He did this for
a good long time too, bringing me up and down like a yo-yo with his
wonderful mouth until I thought I was going to explode if he didn't
let me cum soon. When he began sucking my labia into his mouth,
nibbling and pinching them with his lips I started losing it. He'd
move his mouth from one to the other and sometimes both at the same
time, before switching to just briefly tease my clit with his tongue.
It was truly amazing, almost as good as what Jenny can do with her
mouth, but then Dr. Siemein is a gynecologist, so he should know,
right?

I was soon bucking my hips wildly, jamming my feet into the stirrups
and gripping the sides of the table with my hands, as Dr. Siemein
pushed his tongue deep inside my cunt, finally giving me what I
needed. His probing tongue wiggled and tickled and searched my vagina
thoroughly. He pressed his lips to my labia, as if French kissing my
cunt, sucking and stiffening his tongue as he tried to fuck me with
it. I was flooding as my orgasm ripped through me, shutting my eyes
tightly as little tears ran down my cheeks. I was screaming then,
begging for him to never stop, to never ever stop doing what he was
doing. When Doctor Siemein brought his lips to my erect clit, sucking
it gently at first and then harder, rougher so that it screeched with
a pleasure so intense it was painful, I came again, gasping and crying
out, unable to do anything else.

When at last I could open my eyes again, my whole body heaved with the
effort of just breathing. I felt hot and cold all over and my nipples
felt as though they were trying to leap right off my breasts. Doctor
Siemein was lapping my pussy gently, and little jolts of pleasure
rocketed deep into my womb. I was having another small orgasm, a
little lazy one that felt delicious all over and when it was done,
Doctor Siemein looked up at me, his face shining with my juices and
smiled.

"Amy, you are such a good patient." He laughed lightly and licked his
lips. "You look just about relaxed enough for your pelvic exam." He
rolled his chair to a cabinet, pulling out a tray wrapped in plastic,
which he removed and threw away, he brought the tray over to the
examination table and it clamped into position near my hip. It had a
bunch of weird looking utensils on it and he named them off for me,
telling me what each would do, but I don't remember the names. They
had really long ones, mostly.

"Now you just lay back and relax, I'm going to look inside you and I
need to really open your vagina, okay?" I nodded and looked up at the
ceiling, smiling to see that someone had painted it baby blue with
little white clouds. "Now this might be a little cold, I'm sorry about
that." He was using the thing that looked like two short little
shoehorns stuck together with springs, they were curved too, almost
completely round, and it was cold as he inserted it gently into my
very wet and warmed sex. It wasn't uncomfortable at all though; in
fact it felt kind of nice wedged inside my pussy.

"There, how's that feel, Amy? Are we doing okay?" he asked, and I
nodded saying I felt fine. "Good, now I'm going to start spreading it
out a little, opening you up so we can see what's going on in there."
I heard soft little clicking sounds and began feeling the smooth cool
metal pushing insistently against my yielding flesh. I squirmed a
little as the discomfort started and Doctor Siemein stopped a moment.
"How are we, Amy, any pain at all?"

"No, uh-uh, just feels funny...Kind of..." I said softly.

"Okay, we're almost there, just a little more." He started dilating my
vaginal opening further and it felt like a cramp, almost, as my
muscles protested this invasion of my most personal place. It was
starting to hurt and I told the doctor but he didn't stop. "Just a bit
more Amy, then we're there, hang in there you're doing great." I
nodded and gritted my teeth a little, watching the clouds go by and
just about the time it was starting to really hurt, he stopped. "Okay,
that's it. How does it feel, Amy?"

"It uh, it hurts...a little..." I was holding my breath and then I
remembered to let it out and it felt a little better.

"Is it a sharp pain?" Doctor Siemein's voice was full of concern and I
shook my head. "Or just an achy kind of hurt, like a cramp?"

"Yeah, it...aches like a...cramp." I said between breaths.

"Okay, well that's as far as we need to go, what you have to do now is
breathe nice and easy and just stay relaxed, okay?" He moved his hands
to my tummy and began massaging me real gently, just below my belly
button and that helped a lot. I started breathing easier and the pain
started going away a little. "There you go, see? Nothing to it." I
looked at him and tried to smile.

Doctor Siemein sat back down between my legs and I felt his fingers
inside me, not deeply inside, just feeling around the soft walls that
were stretched so tightly. "Tell me how this feels, Amy..." I felt a
touch on a supersensitive spot I'd never even known existed and my
pussy tried to squeeze in on itself, making me gasp. It didn't hurt,
far from it, the little explosion of pleasure felt great.

"Th-that feels r-really...goood...Ohhh!" He touched me again, his finger
lingering this time, stroking my pussy wall gently. "Oh...my...Gaaaahd!" I
was cumming already, after maybe a minute of his touching me there,
rubbing me and tickling gently. I was trying to lift my hips, to find
more pressure, but he pressed his other hand on my tummy and slipped
his finger from my spasming cunt. He let me come down slowly, stroking
my tummy until I could relax again.

"That's your G-spot, Amy. It's a place where a bundle of nerves, the
same ones that give you pleasure, all come together...like a little fuse
box. If we touch it just right," he brushed his fingers over it and
made me moan softly, "then we feel good. We just don't want to
over-stimulate it, because too much of anything can be bad, right?" He
chuckled. "Are you over-stimulated yet?"

"Oh, God no!" I said breathlessly.

"Do you want to see what you look like down here, Amy?" I was hoping
he'd touch me again and make me cum again, but he was teasing me.
"Here, sit up just a little." He must have pushed a button with his
foot because the head elevated slightly. Doctor Siemein picked up a
mirror and positioned it so I could see the cavernous opening of my
once tight little cunt. It was stretched at least twice as big as I
thought it could ever go. I felt a little shocked, especially since it
didn't hurt at all anymore.

My cunt was dark inside though, until the doctor adjusted the lights a
little, then I could see the reddish pink of my pussy walls, and even
further in the round pinkish pale pillow of my cervix. I stared
fascinated as Doctor Siemein turned the mirror over so that it became
a magnifying mirror, pulling my gaping cunt to larger than life
clarity. I didn't even notice Nurse Siemein had come into the room
until she spoke.

"And how is our favorite patient, Doctor?" she smiled warmly at me.

"I'm fine...I was just looking at...uh..." Well, she could see exactly what
I was looking at.

"We were just looking for her G-spot." Doctor Siemein said, winking at
me. "And how was, er is...Mr. Welch?"

"Mr. Welch is just peachy!" She said with a laugh. "He's recuperating
in my office."

"Recuperating?" I asked absently, wondering what she meant.

"Resting dear, he looked a little worn out." She looked down at me and
smiled. "So you found your g-spot, huh?"

I blushed and nodded and about then I felt Doctor Siemein touching it
again, pressing his hand gently on my tummy and stroking the inside of
my vagina, bringing those same nice feelings back with alarming speed.
I shivered and gripped the table again, he wasn't stopping this time
and it felt so good all over. I was moaning softly and Doctor Siemein
lowered my head back down, but I barely noticed. My pussy felt like it
was on fire as it tried to close in on itself and couldn't; it was a
torturous tease and made me all the hotter for it.

I felt Nurse Siemein's hands on my breasts and they felt incredible,
squeezing my small globes of flesh gently and playing her fingers over
my hard pink nipples. She bent down to take one in her mouth, sucking
hard and biting the tender flesh so that I gave a little cry, but I
didn't want her to stop. She moved to the other one as her father
brought me near climax with his fingers, then backed off, stroking the
inside of my thigh. I groaned with the need for his touch and when he
brought his finger back, I lifted my hips to meet it, unable to help
myself.

Nurse Siemein was moving then, as the doctor brought me closer to my
orgasm, she climbed onto the table with me, facing my feet as she
straddled my face. She looked down at me, smiling over her breasts,
unbuttoning her uniform to free them. "I thought you might like to
toss my salad now, Amy." She said in a soft husky voice, and then
lowered her pussy to my mouth, so her skirt covered my face like a
white shroud. She had no panties on and I got a huge shock as I
suddenly felt something long and warm and semi-hard brushing across my
face. Nurse Siemein had a cock! I gasped and I heard her giggling as
she lowered herself further so the head landed on my lips. I couldn't
believe she was a he, but there was her penis and even her balls,
shaved and smooth, sliding down over my nose.

"Open up, Amy...Come on..." she sang softly above me and I opened my mouth
so the soft head could slip across my tongue and I nursed on it
gently. She moved up and down slightly, feeding me her dick so that it
swelled and throbbed, growing slowly until she had to lift her skirt
and press her fingers against the base, keeping it pointed down. It
tasted nice too, clean and sweet, even the little bit of wetness that
leaked from the tip was yummy, usually it doesn't taste like anything.
"Mmmm...Suck my big clit, Amy...What a good little girl...Just like
Daddy...Ohhh!" I felt her pushing it deeper so the head was touching the
back of my mouth, making me gag just a little and she'd ease it back
so I could swirl my tongue around the head. I kind of blinked at the
thought of her Daddy sucking her cock, but that must have been what
she meant. I shrugged mentally and kept sucking and licking, just
enjoying the feeling of it filling my hot mouth.

"She's a good little cocksucker, Doctor..." I heard Nurse Siemein
saying. "Such a soft little mouth...Mmmm..." She was moaning softly and I
joined her, making muffled sounds of pleasure as I mouthed her deeply.

"Yes, Amy is a good little patient..." Doctor Siemein agreed. "She's
soaked down at this end too!" He chuckled and tickled my G-spot again
making me shiver and suck even harder.

"Now that you've had some of my clit, why don't you lick my little
pussy too, Amy." Nurse Siemein was breathing hard as she shifted a
little, pulling her hard wet cock from my sucking mouth and sliding so
that her asshole rested just above my hungry mouth. It was already
damp and musky, smelling pungent with an almost familiar scent that
filled my senses and made me stick out my tongue to taste her. I could
feel the soft silky sack of her balls on my chin as she lowered
herself carefully, settling lower and reaching back to spread her
tight round ass cheeks. I could dimly see the pucker of Nurse
Siemein's anus, looking raw and tender, slightly open and dripping
with creamy goo. I realized the odor that was so strong was sperm,
that she'd recently been fucked in the ass and had her bowels filled
with hot sticky semen. I licked her asshole tentatively, feeling my
heart thumping madly beneath my aching breasts. I thought this was the
weirdest Valentine's Day ever!

I was so close to cumming from Doctor Siemein's fingers that it was
hard to concentrate on eating his daughter, or son...Or...whatever she
was. I guess I thought of her as a she, despite the big hard cock that
strained for attention while I ate her ass. I tried to work my tongue
up inside Nurse Siemein as she started rocking gently on my mouth and
my tongue slipped in, past the loose ring of her sphincter. I felt her
asshole spreading for me as I stiffened my tongue, wiggling the tip
and stabbing inward. A little flood of wetness spilled out of her ass,
thick and gooey and salty, running down my tongue and into my open
mouth. It was strong heady stuff, still hot and creamy, tangy and
sweet at the same time. It tasted wonderful and I lifted my head
slightly, sucking at her asshole, trying to drain her delicious ass
completely as I widened her with my tongue. I couldn't believe how
loose she was, my ass was always so tight, even after I'd taken the
Dominator, I could barely get two fingers inside the next day. Nurse
Siemein's ass really was just like a pussy, wet and delicious and
hot...and full of cum.

As Doctor Siemein continued exploring me, bringing me back and forth
with orgasmic pleasure, I wrapped my arms around Nurse Siemein's
waist, pulling her down so I could really tongue fuck her sweet
asshole. I didn't know if she'd ever been with another girl or not,
but I definitely wanted her to remember me. I worked my tongue back
and forth in her creamy ass, pulling out occasionally and licking and
sucking all around her musky hole. Nurse Siemein had started stroking
her cock as she rode my face and I could hear her urging me on as her
climax started. "Yesss!! ... Amy! ... Eat me baby!! ... Suck all that sperm
out of me! ... Get all Daddy's cum!! ... Swallow it down! ... swallow
Daddy's sweet cum! Oh!! ... you little slut! ... Ohhh!! ... fuck yessss!! ...
Ammmmmy!! ... I'm cumming ... ohhh fuck!! ... I'm cumming!! ... Oh you good
good girl!..." I held her tight as her cock jerked and spewed hot thick
semen all over my boobs and tummy. She was grinding her ass onto my
face, almost smothering me with it, but I didn't care. Her balls
bounced on my chin and her sphincter spasmed around my tongue as I
shoved it as deep in her well-fucked asshole as I could.

After a few minutes Nurse Siemein stopped moving, just sitting on my
face catching her breath as I lazily swirled my tongue around her
anus. As her breathing returned to normal, she slid down my face a
little so she could rub her cock all over the big load of sperm she'd
shot on my tits. She played like that for awhile, slapping her dick
against my hard nipples, and playing with her cum so it covered every
inch of my breasts. Then she slid slowly off and the cool air felt
good on my face. My face was flushed and wet all over from my saliva
and sweat and the juices that had flowed from her ass. But Nurse
Siemein didn't seem to care, she moved off the table and put her lips
on mine, pushing her tongue into my mouth and kissed me long and hard.

I wouldn't have believed Nurse Siemein fucked her own father, but I
knew it had to be his sperm in her asshole that I'd been sucking out
and swallowing. I lay there as she kissed me thinking they must have
done it just before my appointment, at the same time I was sitting
across from my Daddy in the restaurant, thinking how I'd like to fuck
him. It made me a little envious and I thought she was a very lucky
girl. I pushed my tongue into her mouth, playing across hers, and
knowing she could taste herself and her daddy while we kissed. Just
that thought was enough to bring me a little shuddering orgasm of
delight.

When our kiss broke, Nurse Siemein's looked at me tenderly and then at
her father. I followed her gaze and saw that he was standing now, with
his hard erect cock in his hand, masturbating over my pussy. He smiled
at me and raised the head of the table while Nurse Siemein moved to
hold the mirror up. My cunt was still stretched wide and gaping pink
and raw inside and Dr. Siemein's cock looked ready to explode, it was
so large and precum covered the head and ran down the shaft to his
fingers where it was whipped to a white froth by his urgent motion.
Nurse Siemein urged him on, telling him to cum all over my pussy, to
shoot inside me and spray my cunt with his seed. I watched the
delicious scene unfolding as Doctor Siemein arched his back and
pointed his cock right at the wide-open hole of my cunt and began to
ejaculate. His cum burst out in strong quick streams that shot
straight into my fuckhole. His cock jerked and throbbed with every
blast and he soaked my womb with his sperm, even pushing the head
between the walls of my stretched cunt and the metal that held me
open. His cockhead disappeared easily inside and I felt the warm
wetness of his cum as it pooled inside me.

When he pulled his cock back, Nurse Siemein took it into her mouth,
cleaning off the remnants of his orgasm and sucking briefly as if
there were more trying to get out. Then she angled the mirror so I
could see the creamy sperm that coated my vaginal walls and puddled on
my cervix. She grinned at me. "My turn to make you cum, Amy."

Doctor Siemein didn't even put away his cock; it hung there semi-erect
from his trousers, the way Nurse Siemein's cock showed beneath her
skirt, which was still riding high on her waist. It looked so entirely
out of place with the rest of her. The long toned legs and narrow
waist, but especially her large heavy breasts, now exposed and propped
up on the cups of her bra, she'd pulled it down so the cups were
turned inside out and tight against her body. I stared at those two
cocks as he slowly undid the tool spreading my pussy. It hadn't been
uncomfortable at all once I'd gotten used to it, but now a new feeling
started as my pussy tried to regain it's previous shape, closing in on
itself, becoming small and tight again. But it wouldn't get the chance
to do that for awhile. Nurse Siemein began fingering me almost
immediately, slipping three fingers easily inside my tender stretched
cunt, wet and slimy with her father's cum. She worked them back and
forth a moment and then put in her pinky so that all four fingers were
fucking me slowly. It felt really nice, like a massage for my pussy
muscles, tired from being stretched so far for so long. Nurse Siemein
jammed her hand inside until her thumb pressed against my clit,
teasing me and then doing it again. I could feel her father's cum
getting squished around inside me, mixing with my own juices.

"Are you ready for this?" Nurse Siemein asked with a grin. "Time for
your very first fist fuck, Amy." With that she tucked her thumb down
and worked her whole hand into my cunt, it brought back a moment of
pain, but not too bad and I groaned with the sensation. She shoved her
hand inside me harder, clenching her fingers to make a fist and
started moving it slightly, back and forth, and rotating it so the
funny ridges of her fingers and knuckles rippled across my tender
vaginal walls. I started going crazy the feeling was so intense! I sat
up and reached down, grabbing her forearm, but not to stop her, I
wanted her to do it more and more. She worked her fist harder inside
me, making me groan and whimper as my body writhed beneath her. She
pulled her hand back until I could just see the knuckles and then
she'd ram it back in, as though she were going to punch my cervix, but
she never did, she just made me cum so hard I fell back on the table
and shook.

Nurse Siemein fisted me for a good long time while Doctor Siemein
watched. He even had a camera and took pictures of it, telling me that
he was going to start a photo album filled with pictures of Nurse
Siemein giving me her special kind of treatment. Maybe even start a
little website dedicated to his newest favorite patient, but I could
barely understand what he was talking about, Nurse Siemein was making
me cum so hard I was crying!

"Ohhh fuck yeah, Amy....What a sweet little cunt!...How do you like...this?"
She started flexing her hand, opening her fingers, spreading them
until they seemed to be pushing my tender vaginal walls in ever
direction all at once, and then closing her hand into a fist again and
turning it rapidly. I just thrashed around, like a fish out of water,
trying to find relief from all that pleasure. I was being totally and
completely over-stimulated and I thought I was dying. "I love fisting
you, Amy....Ohhh yeah...Making me hard again....I could do this all day..."
She spoke breathlessly and I shuddered with another orgasm at the
thought of her never ever stopping. "My favorite thing... Fisting little
girls and their Daddies...Fuck yes!" I was lifting my ass off the table,
grinding against her hand in my snatch and my head pounded with
ecstasy, so I wasn't sure I'd heard her right...did she mean she'd
fisted her own Daddy? I groaned and came and came and came.

I was so out of it I didn't even notice when Nurse Siemein pulled her
hand out of my cunt. She held it up, shining with my juices and her
Daddy's sperm that she'd mashed and mixed inside me. She sucked her
fingers while Doctor Siemein undressed and he was lifting me up so he
could get on the table with me. I didn't know what they were doing, I
was so completely drained and fuzzy all over. He got me so I was
laying on top of him, with my back against his chest. Nurse Siemein
put my feet back in the stirrups and I gave a little start of surprise
as I felt her guiding the doctor's hard cock into my sore pussy from
beneath. He sank inside me easily, the thick head going right inside
and I hardly felt it as he pumped in and out slowly.

But then I felt something else, and I looked down to see Nurse Siemein
pushing the head of her long hard dick inside me as well, so that I
was being slowly filled with two big cocks at once! It felt amazing
and it even pushed against the tender walls of my pussy a bit, so I
could feel full again. I sighed and Doctor Siemein grabbed my tits,
massaging them hard as they both began to fuck into me hard, their two
wonderful cocks rubbing and squeezing inside me. They had different
rhythms going too, so sometimes they both went deep inside together,
and sometimes alternating, back and forth. I was soon cumming again,
jamming my pussy down against them, rolling my hips and grinding while
I was team fucked by the beautiful she-male nurse and her handsome
daddy.

Nurse Siemein bent down; kissing me while she dove her prick against
her father's, spearing inside and making me moan. I sucked her tongue
and trembled all over as my body flushed with heat. It didn't take
them long to cum either, the friction of their hot throbbing cocks
rubbing each other inside my wet cunt drove them to orgasm almost
simultaneously. I could feel their combined juices spraying my vagina,
splashing against my cervix, as they both tried to get as deep as they
could. I was cumming again too, adding my own fuck juices to the mix
and feeling it run out of my overflowing pussy, down past my anus.
They began moving again a moment later, making loud wet squishing
sounds as they worked my sopping cunt slowly, their cocks softening
and finally slipping out.

"Oh my god!" I breathed. I'd never in my life been fucked so much. My
pussy felt sore and abused. I looked at it, gaping pink and red and
leaking sperm and girl juice. I thought it would never be the same.
Even my lips, normally so small even when I'm totally aroused looked
huge and swollen, dark and bruised.

"You're my favorite patient, I wish I had 10 just like you." Doctor
Siemein chuckled as he lifted me up so I could sit on the edge of the
table. My pussy almost ached as I put pressure on it and the insides
of my thighs felt numb. I watched as a little flood of semen washed
out of me. My pussy was still wide open.

"Don't worry, Amy." Nurse Siemein said, catching my look of concern.
"You have a wonderful little pussy, it'll close right back up and
pretty as ever, as soon as your muscles remember how." She was
straightening her skirt, smoothing it down her thighs and fixing her
nylons. She pulled up her bra and buttoned her blouse, then looked in
the mirror at her face and hair, clucking her tongue.

"Why don't you take Amy into the bathroom and get her cleaned up and
she can get going, we've had her long enough for one day." Doctor
Siemein said, smiling and putting on his pants.

Nurse Siemein put my robe back on me and led me to the bathroom and
let me take a shower. The hot water felt really good and I explored my
pussy with my fingers, touching myself cautiously as the water sprayed
over me. Nurse Siemein sat in a chair, holding a towel and watching
me.

"So you're a...a..." I didn't know how to ask, really, but I was curious.

"A boy?" She laughed. "No, not really. I was just born with the wrong
plumbing between my legs. I've always known I was supposed to be a
girl."

"Are your boobs...are they real?" I just had to ask.

Nurse Siemein undid her blouse completely, taking it off and undoing
her bra so she could take that off too. Her tits looked pretty real,
fat and firm and creamy smooth, with large dark nipples. "Do they look
real?" I nodded and she walked close to the shower. "Touch them." So I
reached my wet warm hands out and squeezed and petted her boobs. They
felt pretty real, but maybe just a little too firm. "I got them in
Switzerland. They're supposed to be 36C's but they use the metric
system over there and that always confuses me." She giggled. "So
they're more like D cups, but nobody's complaining."

I looked down at my small mounds, my little 34A cannons, and frowned.
Nurse Siemein reached into the stream of hot water and caressed my
left breast gently. "You should be proud of those...they're perfect."

I looked at her. "Really? Why?"

"Because they're yours, honey." She stepped back then and dried her
hands so she could get dressed again.

"But how do you...I mean...How did you...know you're supposed to be a girl?"

"My daddy is a special man and he knew right away. So I wore dresses
and played with dolls and all that ever since I can remember. I didn't
even know I was boy until I was about seven." I told her that must
have been weird and she nodded. "Yeah, but I love him a lot, like you
love your daddy, and someday I'm going to have my penis removed and
the doctors will make me a pussy instead. And I'll find a nice man to
marry and adopt some children and...You know...Live happily ever after!"
She was smiling and I smiled too. I really hoped that what she was
saying would come true. I sensed that there were probably a lot of
days when she was growing up when she couldn't smile. Maybe even days
like that still.

"That's nice." I said, meaning it. "But don't you...I mean wouldn't you
rather marry your daddy? I mean if you could?" I was washing myself
slowly.

"Mmmm...Sometimes I think that, but you know what...he's my Daddy and he
always will be. I don't need to marry him because I`ll always be there
to take care of him if he needs me, or he'll take care of me...Even if
we could get married, well...I'd be afraid that it would ruin it
somehow. Having something isn't always better than wanting something."
I wasn't sure if I understood that. "You want to marry your Daddy,
don't you?"

"Yeah, sometimes." I nodded. "I pretend a lot."

"I don't blame you." She smiled. "I'd marry him."

"Really?" I asked, a little shocked because I couldn't even imagine
what my daddy would do if he found out Nurse Siemein was really a boy,
even if she did get that operation someday.

"Sure. He's a hunk." She winked at me. "I think he likes me too."

"Yeah." I said. I couldn't tell her I wish he didn't, not so much
because Nurse Siemein had a cock, but because I was jealous. Then I
tried to picture her as my stepmother and that made me laugh, but kind
of tingle too as I imagined them both fucking me. But I was too worn
out for that!

We finished up in the bathroom and when we came out I looked like my
normal self, dressed in my school uniform, and Nurse Siemein was again
the stunning red head, dressed to kill in her too tight nurse's
uniform. We walked into the waiting room where my Daddy was standing
up, reading a magazine.

"Hi daddy!" I smiled and hugged him a little possessively.

"Hi Amy, how was your exam?" He dropped the magazine on the table and
hugged me back.

"Amy's exam was just fine, Mr. Welch." Nurse Siemein said sweetly.
"The doctor checked her very thoroughly and she's in very good health.
I believe he already spoke to you about the test results from her last
visit?"

"Yes, he did." Daddy hugged me a little tighter and I remembered then
that I couldn't get pregnant. Probably.

"Well, we want to monitor Amy closely and we were thinking maybe
monthly checkups would be best. Do you think we could arrange a
schedule for Amy on a monthly basis, preferably when you're available
to bring her? It sounds strange, but it's often best if we work with
the same parent on irregular cases like Amy's. It avoids a lot of
confusion and I get the feeling Amy is very comfortable with you
bringing her, perhaps more than she might be with her mother." Nurse
Siemein was looking at me and I nodded.

"Yeah, I'd rather have you bring me Daddy." I said, leaning into his
gentle embrace and looking up at him.

"Uh, sure honey, I can do that I think." He looked at Nurse Siemein
and they smiled at each other. He reached into his suit and pulled out
one of his business cards and handed it to Nurse Siemein. "My office
and beeper numbers are on there and, uh, my private cel number is on
the back. If you, uh ever want to...get in touch...for uh, any reason..." He
blushed a little I thought.

"Well thank you, Mr. Welch...I'll keep this very close by." She had a
sweet husky voice and she lifted her skirt slightly, slipping the card
inside the top of her left stocking against her smooth white skin. "No
pockets." She laughed and held out her hand, shaking Daddy's and then
mine. "I'll call you in a day or two, Mr. Welch...about Amy's next
appointment." She snapped her fingers then with a smile. "I almost
forgot!" We waited a moment while Nurse Siemein went to her desk to
get something and returned. "This is our card Amy, keep it in your
purse and if you have any problems, any at all...you call us. Okay? And
these..." She handed Daddy and me each a big red heart shaped lollipop,
"...are for being such a good patient. And a great Daddy." She grinned.

We said our goodbyes and left the office, walking towards the
elevator. I was walking a little slowly, feeling tender between my
legs, but not hurting, just...sore. Daddy too was walking gingerly I
thought, and I asked him what was wrong and he said he'd sat down on a
nail or something in the furniture. I asked him if Nurse Siemein had
looked at it and he smiled, saying she'd seen it yeah, and he just
needed to stay off his rear end for a few days. That made me laugh.

I looked at my lollipop; it said `Lick Me' on it in white letters. I
showed it to Daddy and giggled. "What does yours say?" I asked.

"It says `Too Sweet' ..." We thought that was pretty funny too.

We were waiting for the elevator and he said. "Don't uh, don't tell
your mother about Nurse Siemein, okay? I mean what she...how she...."

"That she looks like an underwear model?" I giggled.

"Uh, yeah." He rubbed his head. "Your mom doesn't need to know that."

"I poked him in the ribs. "She's a man, Daddy." I figured I'd just
tell him and he'd get over her pretty darn quick. I didn't want to
think Daddy was fixating on this woman and forgetting all about me.
But that didn't even seem to surprise him really, which seemed
strange.

"Yeah, I know." He said. "So, uh, don't tell your mom, right?"

The elevator doors opened and there were people inside so we stopped
talking and the subject didn't come up again for until just before my
next appointment, but I couldn't help wondering how my daddy already
knew she was a man when I couldn't even tell until she'd literally
shoved her cock in my face. And I really wondered why he didn't seem
to care. Weird, huh?

=-=-=

end
copyright Rachael Ross
Intended for FREE distribution to adults only
Send question, comment, inquiry to rache696@yahoo.com and pray for a
reply, I check email regularly on Halloween and the Ides of March.

Down here is a list of `chapters' with story codes.

Chapter I (Introductions and Homework) - M/f, m/f, Mast, Relig, Humor
Chapter II (Trying to get to Cheerleading Camp) - FF/f, F/f, M/f, Inc,
BDSM, Rom
Chapter III (Confessions of a Catholic Schoolgirl) - f/f, M/f, rom,
oral, relig
Chapter IV (The Strange Case of Doctor von Siemein) - M/TG/f, rom,
inc, med, fist
Chapter V (A Tale of Two Uncles) - M/f, F/f, f/dog, beast, voyeur,
mast, rom
Chapter VI (The Funny Thing About Laura's Mom) - M/F/f, first, oral,
prost

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