Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** Everywhere I turned from the moment I left my brother Josh in -- processed into the hospital's fertility study, I faced roadblocks, under the watchword "procedure." My visit to the hospital lawyer which should have lasted a few seconds to drop off legal papers wasted half the day....
"You can sit up on the table, and roll up you left sleeve," the nurse said, as she patted the front edge. She shook out a thermometer, and placed it in Jenny's mouth under her tongue. Then she wrapped a blood pressure cuff around her arm. After she finished, she wrote the numbers down on her chart, and handed Jenny a clear plastic container. "You can remove...
I was relieved my ordeal of the past few days would soon be over. I was to be discharged from the hospital. As I rolled over on my side as directed by the nurse standing over me, I hoped I was about to endure the last indignity of what seemed like a never ending string of humiliating experiences. I soon felt the familiar rush of cool air as the nurse lowered...
The Group I wasn't sure what to wear and George was no help at all. I decided it had to be something middle of the road ... not too dowdy ... not too risqué. I settled on a thin blouse and a figure-hugging knee-length skirt. Knowing my blouse would not conceal my bra I chose a white one with lots of lace. The only way to avoid any panty lines with this skir...
A visit to the gynecologist is not most women's idea of a great time. For some of my friends, those trips are a source of anxiety and fear. Donning a paper dress and being poked and prodded with various instruments can be a real bummer - unless the man doing the poking and prodding is absolutely gorgeous. I'm lucky enough to have such a doctor. I've always b...
A visit to the gynecologist is not most women's idea of a great time. For some of my friends, those trips are a source of anxiety and fear. Donning a paper dress and being poked and prodded with various instruments can be a real bummer - unless the man doing the poking and prodding is absolutely gorgeous. I'm lucky enough to have such a doctor. I've always...
Emily turned off the ignition to her car, her hand shaking as she did so. She nervously stepped out of the vehicle and turned around, staring at the large, white building now in front of her. The building could not be that big, could it? She was so nervous. She was 18 and going off to university for further education. She had received a letter from the uni...
I answered the phone, 'Hello," I was still breathless, as I wiped the sweat off my brow. I had just walked in the door from walking a couple of miles. As I waited for an answer I glanced at my watch and thought of what I would do that afternoon. The voice on the other end was deep, and I recognized it immediately. It was the voice of Daddy. "Just reminding...
Sandra arrived Friday night and I waited for her with nervous anticipation at the receiving area at the airport. Don had already set up a visit to the 'doctor' for her exam and told me that the visit was also part of the screening process to see how people reacted in an unusual sexual situation. He told me I should keep that bit of information to myself for...
This story is a work of fiction. All of the characters are at least 18 years old. The story is set in 1970 and describes the first day of a boy's high school physical education class. It is told by the female P.E. teacher as she and her male assistant take the boys through an orientation on the first day of class. I set the story in this period because it wa...