This choice: Kim, a ten year old Asian girl • Go Back...Chapter #4Did I say 10 by: Primus   You're no sooner dropped unceremoniously in the kid's pocket when you hear a woman's voice call out.
"Kim! What are you doing? What did you just put in your pocket?"
"Nothin," you hear the young girl reply, "just a toy."
"Give it to me, now." The voice has used a tone that leaves no room for argument and a moment later the child's chubby fingers wrap around you again and you're pulled back into the light. When they open you find yourself standing before a young woman.
She's got fiery red hair that's pulled back into a ponytail. She's light skinned but obviously tans regularly. A quick guess would put her age to be about 17 and the overly glossy lips and accentuated, but very lovely cleavage, screams 'Jail Bait!' You notice only an instant later that the shirt she's wearing actually has this written across it.
"You don't look like a toy to me," she says in a tone that implies that you were the one claiming otherwise. She reaches forward and takes you from the child and, holding you in one hand, raises you closer to her face.
You feel her eyes scrutinize every bit of your tiny body and she must like what she sees because a smile begins to pull at her shiny lips.
"Are you a doctor?" she askes.
"Yup," you answer, "I practice general medicine here at the hospital and I apparently work as a children's toy in my spare time." You both shoot Kim a look who retaliates by trying to inch around you both and out of sight.
"How about you," you say turning back towards the young woman, "what's your relation to the perpetrator?"
You are momentarily bathed in her sweet, warm breath as she laughs and then answers.
"Babysitter. I'm supposed to keep an eye on the kid while her mom has her goodbye party. So... can I take you somewhere?"
"Not really," you smile back at her, "however, I'll certainly escort you as far as my office; so if anything happens, big strong me will be there to protect you." She laughs again and together the three of you head toward your waiting office.
You spend the next few minutes talking to the very pretty and surprisingly bright young woman. You aren't sure if it's her beauty or the fact that she's holding you directly level with her cleavage but you keep finding you mind wandering. No! No. Focus.
"Dr. McMinor, huh?" she says reading the door to your office, "so... is there a Mrs. Dr. McMinor?"
It's a slightly awkward question to use but you don't mind and she seems happy to hear that you don't.
She sits you in the center of your desk which she seems surprised to find is full sized with modifications. She smiles as she sits on the corner looking back at you.
"Can I have one of your business cards?" she asks as she picks one up off your desk.
"Sure you can," you tell her.
"Excellent," she says as she stands again and makes a show of placing the card deep in her back pocket before she turns around to face you again. Before you realize what's happening her face has swooped down level with the desk and is inching forward. Your view of her cleavage is spectacular as her breasts press against the desks surface and she gives you a kiss; pressing her lips against the side of your head and leaving some of her glossy lipstick there. She, then, stands back up and ,taking the child's hand, gives you one last glance and a wink before she disappears out the door.
:::::whew::::: You let out a sigh of relief. You'd been wanting a bit for excitement. Apparently you just should have hoped for something a bit more... legal. You are pleased that you managed to fight off the temptation for your professional future's stake; however, you already realize the direction your fantasies will run for the next month or so.
By the next day you've already pushed the experience to the back of your mind as you head down the hall looking over the file of your last patient for the day. A young woman by the name of Kim Hawkins, who's requested a physical. Hmm... only 18 you note glancing at the birthdate. No wait, 17. She'll be 18 in a couple of weeks.
Your tiny jaw practically hits the floor when you enter the examination room and the young woman is the same as the babysitter from the previous night.
"Uh... You're also named Kim, I presume," you say as you get over your initial shock.
"Small world," she says with a sly grin.
"Apparently," you reply, "so, what are we doing today Kim?"
Her grin widens into a full blown smile as she replies...  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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