Country Doctor Meets The City Girl Pt 8

Emmie and Mary snuck off from the Sunday afternoon church picnic out of everyone’s sight and ears.

“Have you told him yet?”

“I will soon… He must suspect something, I mean I have been throwing up almost every morning.”

“Men are stupid remember.” Mary said with a smile.

“Yeah but he’s a doctor.”

“You need to tell him, Emmie.”

“Tell me what?” They heard a voice say from just out of sight.

“Have you been eavesdropping on us Danny!” Emmie yelled out angrily.

“Emmie, you have been acting… not yourself lately and I was worried something was wrong.”

“God, men are stupid Mary… If you had a patient who hadn’t had a menstrual cycle in 2 months, vomited every morning, and was much more exhausted than usual what would be your diagnosis? OK Now Doctor, who do you know who’s been having all those symptoms.”

“Emmie.. Emmie! Really you're pregnant! Wow! I didn’t think… I mean…” He said shocked, running over and sweeping her off her feet in an embrace.

“I’m surprised it took you two so long, from what I’ve heard you do it more than my rabbits.” Mary said dryly but with a wink.

“Mary!” They both shouted back but chuckled.

“We need to get you home to rest, only the best foods, and we’ll have you take it easy. We’ll need to have someone do the house calls with me. I don’t want you riding in that car in bad weather… and I… I am going to be a dad!”

“You can take me along!” Mary interjected.

“Oh yes Danny, have Mary do the house calls with you. It would be a great way to earn some extra cash for her… and she has a keen interest, just a little different than mine…”

“OK, ok… You’re hired Mary.. but…”

“Don’t worry I’m leaving. You two need some alone time… and I better make sure the boys aren’t destroying their sunday shoes down in the swamp.”

“Danny, are you happy?”

“I, I, am ecstatic, I wonder when it happened.”

“My guess is that night in Boston.” she said with a chuckle.

“Oh, yes, well now…”

“Oh, and I already told my mom and aunt… I Made you some work, I said you’d build them a little cottage, but they want to sign the farm over to us.”

“OH I can do that! Emmie! Emmie, this is great!”

“Danny, can you just hold me for a little while? Right here looking at the pond.”

“Of course dear…”

Just about a week later. Mary was visiting Emmie and Danny for tea when he looked over at her. “Mary, looks like our first house call.” Doctor Richardson said, hanging up the phone.

“Miss Slone sent the children home from School, and said she is at her house in a lot of pain. But also she’ll explain when we get there.”

“The teacher? I had her for a few years. I hope she’s OK.”

“Yes she seemed pretty upset and in pain, We’ll soon find out.”

They drove across town to Miss Slone’s small home and walked up to the door and could see her laying on the floor, fully clothed but with her legs open moaning. She was your stereotypical rural elementary school teacher. Mid 30’s, unmarried, thick glasses and dressed somewhat more modest than the styles of the day. “Oh God come in please!”

“What’s the matter Miss, we drove here as quick as we could!”

“I sat on a bee’s nest!”

“What? Are you allergic?!”

“No… no… but I was stung… In the nether regions..”

“oh … Oh my… could you get the stinger out?”

“No… and Mary? What are you doing here?”

“Hi miss Slone.” she said shyly… “With Emmie’s pregnancy we are.. Or I am doing house calls with Doctor Richardson…”

“Mary, we don’t say the word pregnant in mixed company… She’s expecting…”

“Miss Slone, I am a doctor that is the proper term… but we need to deal with that sting, I will need to have a look.”

“What? There? Isn’t there something else we can do?”

“Emmie… I mean Mary will be here, and hopefully we can just put an ice pack on it but please. I know it’s embarrassing but the only alternative would be to put you in the car and bring you to a hospital and they’ll probably do the same things and it may get worse by then.”

“Ok… OK… Please… I can’t sit down!”

“Mary, can you help Miss Slone undress… Just everything from the waist down… she can keep her dress on and help her up on the couch.”

“Ice is in the kitchen… Oh Mary?!.”

“Yes Miss Sloan?” She said, helping her off the floor. “If you tell ANY of your brothers about this I will have your head.”

“I won’t Miss, I am a professional now.”

“Good, and you always were a smart one.” she said shimmying out of her knickers while standing with her legs apart. “The day I wear loose fitting unmentionables…”

Mary was a bit shocked she had on rather elaborately laced silk ones fall about her ankles… Then trying to be as helpful as she could. “Miss Slone, want me to put these out of the doctor’s prying eyes?”

“Oh dear please… Put them in my bedroom.. Just in the hamper.” Miss Slone said in pain as she laid on the couch.

Mary rushed back just as the doctor emerged from the kitchen.

“OK Miss Sloan… Can you bring your heels to your bottom… and now let your knees fall open as much as your can?” he said putting on his gloves.

She slowly did as she was told, covering her eyes in embarrassment as she did. The doctor pushed back her skirt and Mary got a full view of her former teacher’s vulva. Her bush was much darker than hers and labia looked so different..

“OK I see the bee sting on your inner thigh.. OK that stinger is out… and some bad swelling from it on your labia minora here… Yes you got stung there… I need to find the stinger.”

“Oh owe!” Miss Slone moaned out as he slowly began looking through her folds around the swelling.

“OK I can’t get it out.. Mary can you grab me some tweezers and put on some gloves?”

“What? Yes… Gloves?”

“Yes please…” Mary walked over… “Can you hold her labia open like I am now?” she nodded and quickly did as she was told. “OK that one is out.”

“There’s another there.. Where I… where I…” Miss Slone said at a loss for words and almost in tears, her hands still over her eyes.. “You know go… BM…”

“Oh… Can you roll on your side for me?” Miss Slone did so slowly. “OK Bring this knee up to your chest… Almost done Miss.”

“OK lots of swelling around your anus… I don’t see the stinger..” he said, pulling her buttocks apart as much as he could and giving Mary a full view of her pink anus. “OK right there… Mary, please will you keep her buttocks seperated for me.” Then he carefully pulled the stinger out. “All done Miss Slone” he said and she immediately pushed her skirt back down covering her naked bottom. “I want you to put this ice pack on the stung areas until the swelling goes down… Do you have a sitz bath?”

“Yes…” she said meekly

“OK use it until it heals… and come by my office in a few days for a follow up.”

“I am not showing you my nethers again doctor!”

“If it gets worse, call me again.” he said, ignoring her statement.

Doctor Richardson and Mary left and began the ride home.

“What did you think, Mary?”

“It was interesting… what do you think?”

“Oh she was in a lot of pain for me to even be there. She fought me so hard about taking her temperature when she had the flu this winter I gave up and just had Emmie do it…”

“Oh, well I think she’s modest.”

“Or prudish…”

“Doctor! And well I know she’s not as prudish as you think…”

“Why’s that Mary?”

“Oh she had one of my trash romance novels on her nightstand…”