Lesbian runaway

CHAPTER EIGHT

Right in the middle of a most intimate, probing inspection of Kelly's most intimate, private parts, a girl stuck her head into the infirmary.

Kelly was flustered, embarrassed… and more than a little excited.

Miss Jocelyn's examination was already proving to be most arousing!

Kelly was in the infirmary of a three story house located in a quiet corner of a suburb of a large Northeastern city.

It was one of the strangest places she had ever entered.

Now that she was here, she hoped she could stay for a long, long time!

It was a house of women – and girls.

Isolated – private – secure from prying eyes, accusing stares, free from curious sensation-seekers and outsiders.

A private world for lesbians and young ladies.

Here was the rendezvous where Kelly would presently be reunited with Laurel.

But it was not Laurel, nor Claudia, who now excited Kelly.

Rather, it was the exciting Miss Jocelyn.

Miss Jocelyn was one of the two masters, or rather, mistresses, of this shelter, which appeared to be a home for runaway girls.

It was that, yes – but it was so much more, as well!

Kelly sat nude on the examining table, legs dangling off one edge.

The infirmary was located in the rear of the ground floor of the building. It was a room with a linoleum floor and whitewashed plaster walls.

To one side was a cabinet whose glass front displayed bottles and vials of medicine and health aids.

There was a desk, chair, visitor's chair, filing cabinet located at one side of the room. Opposite the office furniture was the examining table.

It was a rectangular table with a leather cushioned top. Its top was now covered with a sheet of sanitary white waxed paper.

The paper was slick and cool against Kelly's warm bare bottom.

Kelly was even warmer between the legs… and Miss Jocelyn knew it.

Miss Jocelyn also served as the house nurse. She was in her late twenties, but her crisp, authoritative manner was most mature.

She was most lovely in a sharp-featured way, as Kelly most definitely had noticed.

Miss Jocelyn was very tall, standing only an inch or two under six feet while wearing her flat-heeled white rubber-soled shoes.

Pinned to the top of her jet-black hair was a white peaked nurse's cap.

Her hair, very straight and fine, was cut short, with bangs across the forehead.

She had a long chiseled face, with strong features, deep dark hungry eyes, long straight nose, high cheekbones.

Her mouth was a bold red-lipped slash, the lips like flowering orchids.

Her body was long and lean, athletic. Her breasts were high, firm, sharply pointed, and braless under her white short-sleeved uniform.

Her nipples were dark points outlined against the gauzy white fabric.

She was long and lean, with an elegant torso, a splendid heart-shaped ass, and a pair of long, luscious, dancer's legs.

She had fine straight short black hair, thick dark brows which gave her a serious look, and thick, curling lashes.

Her skin was tawny, tanned, a deep golden color.

Her dark good looks were very attractive to Kelly – very!

Miss Jocelyn fitted the earpieces of her stethoscope into her ears, then brought the metal circle against Kelly's chest.

Kelly flinched: "Ooh!"

"Now, that didn't hurt you," Miss Jocelyn said.

"No, ma'am," Kelly said, "it was just cold against my skin!"

"Well, I'll see what I can do about warming you… later. But for now, I want to check your heartbeat, dear."

Miss Jocelyn held the metal listener to Kelly's chest, which she thumped from time to time, moving the metal circle around.

Contact with the chill metal brought out goosebumps on Kelly's skin.

Her tiny pink nipples tingled, puckered, became erect.

Which left Kelly feeling a bit embarrassed… but it was only natural, the nipple erection was caused by the cold metal… wasn't it?

Perhaps the stiffness of her nipples had been summoned forth by the attractiveness of Miss Jocelyn, and the intimacy with which she handled Kelly.

Miss Jocelyn finished this part of the exam.

She took the earpieces away, draping the stethoscope around her neck.

Picking up her pen, she made notations on the sheet of paper which was Kelly's file and medical chart, just begun.

"How am I?" Kelly asked.

"So far, you couldn't be healthier," Miss Jocelyn said.

"That's what I told you… really, I don't need an examination. I feel fine."

"Suppose you let me decide what you need, Kelly."

"Well… all right. Sure! Why not?"

"I'll take good care of you until Laurel arrives."

"Oh, when will she be getting here?!"

"Not until late tonight, Kelly. She has to travel a long distance. And she also has to be careful that she's not followed."

"Followed?"

"Don't get alarmed, Kelly. We're sure she won't be. It's just a routine precautionary measure. In the unlikely event that any police agencies knew where she is, and are tailing her, they won't find you here."

"But don't worry about it, Kelly… I didn't mean to alarm you. Laurel will arrive here sometime after midnight."

"In the meantime, I'll take good care of you. We all will. Laurel is a very dear, very close friend of mine and Peggy's."

Miss Peggy was the co-owner and operator, with Jocelyn, of the shelter.

"Besides, I want to make sure you're in tip-top shape, Kelly. All our girls here are routinely and regularly examined."

"After all, when you have girls living together, so closely under one roof, you want to be sure that everyone is in fine health, and stays that way!"

Kelly asked, "How many girls are here right now?"

"Six, not counting yourself or the staff."

"This is a fantastic place!"

"Kelly, you don't know the half of it – but I hope you will!"

"I hope so, too! Everybody here has just been so nice to me…"

"We're more than happy to welcome you here… a lovely young lady like yourself."

"Stop, please! You'll make me blush!"

Miss Jocelyn smiled, set down her clipboard; and went to the instrument tray.

"Lie face down on your tummy, Kelly."

"Why?"

"I want to take your temperature."

"You mean – in my bottom?"

"Yes, indeed, young lady."

"Uh… couldn't you use an oral thermometer?"

"No."

Miss Jocelyn took the thermometer out of its holder, twirled its teardrop shaped metal tip in a jar of lubricating jelly.

Coming to the table, she said: "I always take rectal temperatures, not oral. I give them to all our girls… and the staff as well."

"Rectal readings are just more accurate, Kelly. Besides, you don't need to be embarrassed. After all, I am a fully licensed and registered nurse… and we're both females. So, let's have no false modesty."

"Yes, ma'am."

"Turn on your tummy now, child."

"Yes, ma'am."

Kelly's face flushed hot and bright with redness as she complied with the order.

Her warm flesh felt funny, pressing the waxy paper sheeting the table.

She turned up her bottom, and turned her head to the side.

Miss Jocelyn, standing over Kelly, expertly thumbed open Kelly's buttocks.

"Relax, Kelly. Don't hold yourself so tight."

"Okay…"

"That's a good girl… there we go!"

Miss Jocelyn pressed the lubricated tip of the thermometer against Kelly's little quivering anus and slipped it in.

Kelly was stirred by a strange compound of embarrassment and arousal.

Her nipples were still stiff… and now, her pussy quivered.

And her anus and rectum tingled madly.

Miss Jocelyn left the thermometer in Kelly for a while before taking it out.

Reversing the penetration process, Miss Jocelyn opened the ass cheeks and pulled out the thermometer.

As she extracted the glass rod from Kelly's ass, Miss Jocelyn managed to twirl the thermometer as she removed it.

Which greatly excited Kelly.

Kelly's anus and rectum felt all squishy and creamy, from the grease which had been smeared and stuffed in with the thermometer.

Holding the thermometer to the light, Miss Jocelyn took the reading.

"You're running about a degree higher than normal, Kelly… nothing to worry about, dear."

But she made a note of it all the same, along with a reminder to monitor Kelly's temperature rectally during the next week or so.

"Now, Kelly, turn over on your back."

As Kelly obeyed, Miss Jocelyn raised the stirrups at the foot of the table, lifting them vertically and fastening them in place.

"Put your feet up in the stirrups, Kelly. And don't frown so hard! I'm going to give you a vaginal examination."

"Oh, Miss Jocelyn, do you really think I need one?"

"Definitely! After all, Kelly, you were abused, and I would not be carrying out my duties if I didn't examine you very carefully."

"Yes, ma'am," Kelly sighed.

The stirrups were some fifteen inches or so above the height of the table, each one rising from a corner of the table.

Kelly rested her heels in them, which lifted her feet and spread her legs.

Miss Jocelyn pulled on a pair of rubber gloves, tugging them to her wrists with sharp snapping sounds.

She stood at the foot of the table, smiling down at Kelly.

Kelly smiled uncertainly.

Miss Jocelyn leaned far forward, to peer at Kelly's pussy.

"Hmmmmmmm," she murmured.

Alarmed, Kelly asked quickly, "Is something wrong?"

"Not at all… I was admiring the fine shape and structure of your sex, dear."

"Oh…! Well, thank you…"

"Just relax, child…"

Rubber gloved fingers slid lightly over super-sensitive pussy lips.

"There, now, Kelly, that doesn't hurt at all, does it?"

"No, ma'am… it feels nice."

"Thank you. And how does that feel to you?"

Miss Jocelyn's fingers now quite openly caressed Kelly's slitted sex.

"Very very nice!" Kelly said a bit breathlessly.

Miss Jocelyn continued handling Kelly, with heat rising steadily in the labia.

Kelly giggled, then gasped as her clitoris was caressed.

Miss Jocelyn gently spread Kelly's pussy lips, pulling them to the sides.

Her face was so close, that her warm breath tingled on Kelly's pussy.

She put her finger inside Kelly, sliding it on slippery membranes.

When she raised her finger, moisture shone on it.

From Kelly's pussy.

"Hmmm, Kelly, I'll have to make a more, ah, intimate examination!"

"Uh, Miss Jocelyn?"

"Yes, sweet child?"

"Is it – all right?"

"Why, Kelly, what on earth do you mean?"

"Well, I, uh, think you're really attractive…"

"Thank you for the compliment, dear!"

"But I am going to be with Laurel… and Claudia, who's been so good to me, and brought me here, and is still here now…"

"Ah, I understand!" Miss Jocelyn smiled. "You're worried that either Claudia or Laurel or both – will be jealous if you're with me."

"Well, yes."

"Set your fears at test, dear. All of us at the shelter are a family, a sisterhood. We share equally with each other in all things, and all loves."

"Wow! This sure is some place, all right!"

"That it is, Kelly, that it surely is. As for Claudia, well, you needn't worry about her. She's being quite warmly entertained by one of our girls."

"Well, then, ma'am – please examine me as much as you want!"

"My pleasure, Kelly."

Teasingly, Miss Jocelyn rubbed Kelly's pussy.

The sensation of rubber gloved fingers sliding and stroking heat into her pussy was quite breathtaking to Kelly.

She responded accordingly, with secretions oozing inside her slit.

When Miss Jocelyn had fondled Kelly's pussy lips to feverish heat, she parted the pussy lips, gently inserting her middle finger.

"Ooh! Aaaaaaaaah…"

A polite knock sounded on the infirmary door.

"Come in," Miss Jocelyn calmly called.

She added to Kelly, "Don't alarm yourself, Kelly. I told you we have a sisterhood here – so there are no secrets between sisters. Not among our sisters, anyway."

"Besides, Kelly, a pretty girl like you has nothing to be ashamed of. All our girls will see you in the nude before very long."

The first one to see Kelly naked, besides Miss Jocelyn, was the pert and pretty newcomer who stepped into the infirmary.

She was a short, petite, dark haired charmer with a delicate face, delicious uptilted pear-shaped breasts, and a ripely rounded bottom.

She was in her mid or late teens, and was dressed conventionally enough in short-sleeved blouse, knee-length skirt, socks, shoes.

"Good afternoon, Abby," Miss Jocelyn said warmly.

Abby wasn't nearly so cool and self-possessed as Miss Jocelyn – but then, few ladies, in the shelter or out of it, were.

Abby's pink-lipped mouth gaped open to form an "O" of surprise.

Coloring, the girl instinctively lifted a startled hand to her face.

"Oh, excuse me, Miss Jocelyn! I didn't know you were – occupied!"

"No problem, Abby. Abby, this pretty creature on the table is Kelly. Come around and say hello to her!"

Miss Jocelyn still stood there with her middle finger planted deep in Kelly's pussy – which quivered against it.

Abby came around to the side and took a shy but fascinated look at Kelly.

"Hello!" Abby said forthrightly.

"Um, high," Kelly mumbled.

Kelly could not help noticing that Abby was a very pretty young Miss herself.

"I'm Abby… and I'm very pleased to meet you!"

"I'm Kelly…"

"You're very pretty!"

"Thank you… so are you, Abby!"

"You're sweet!"

Turning to Miss Jocelyn, Abby said, "I like her! Is she going to stay with us?"

"Yes, indeed," Miss Jocelyn replied. "Come here, Abby."

Abby went to the nurse – whose finger remained in Kelly's now-seething pussy.

Standing at the foot of the table, fingering Kelly with one hand, Miss Jocelyn slipped her arm around Abby's slim shoulders.

She drew the girl nearer and gave her a warm hug.

"Abby is one of my very special pets," Miss Jocelyn declared to Kelly.

Although it was perhaps a bit unreasonable, Kelly twinged with a jealous flash, wishing that Miss Jocelyn would speak of her in the same way.

"Give Kelly a welcoming kiss, Abby."

"Yes, ma'am!"

Abby disengaged from Miss Jocelyn and approached Kelly from the side.

Leaning over the table – casting a quick, hot eyed glance at Kelly's stiff-nippled pink breasts – Abby bent down to kiss her.

"Oh, you are so very pretty!" Abby breathed.

Kelly was liking Abby more and more…

Abby pressed her lips against Kelly's and kissed her sweetly.

Kelly's pussy quivered, dripping humid membranes heaving against the penetrating finger that Miss Jocelyn worked erotically.

Miss Jocelyn said, "That's right – you're overdue for a weekly cleansing, aren't you, Abby?"

"Yes, ma'am! I have some free time from classes this afternoon, so I thought that I might take my session now."

"But, since you're busy, I guess I'll come back another time…"

"Not at all!" Miss Jocelyn said. "Not at all! No time like the right time, and the right time is now!"

"Well, if you don't mind – and Kelly doesn't – I'd love to stay!"

"I insist," Miss Jocelyn said. "And so does Kelly."

Completely intrigued – and quite hot, and feeling quite hot-blooded and wanton enough to take on two females at a time – Kelly quickly agreed.

Miss Jocelyn said, "Go close the door and lock it, Abby. I'm not equipped to handle more than two patients at once! And hurry back!"

Abby's flat-heeled loafers scuffled across the checkerboard pattern of the floor as she hastened to carry out her task.

The door shut and locked, Abby hurried back to the table.

Miss Jocelyn said, "Now, disrobe, Abby… do it where Kelly can watch you, and where I can watch you, too."

"Yes, ma'am!"

Abby stood to the side of the examining table, facing Kelly.

Miss Jocelyn's fingers slid with caressing urgency on and in Kelly's steamy pussy, while Abby slowly, teasingly took off her clothes.