As she waited I could feel the tension in the air. The three girls were watching me with both interest as well as a sense of contempt. However Shana could only sense what I was about to do. I stood there with the bottle of jelly in my hand and the thermometer in the other not quite sure whether to use my finger to lubricate her rectum or whether to dip the thermometer in to the jar and then insert it directly. I was shaking with excitement and confusion.

Just as I decided to use my finger to lubricate her the curtain was drawn back and an old woman in a nurse’s sari (something like what the sisters of Mother Teresa wore) walked in, in a busy matter-of-fact way, she had a packet of suppositories in her hand. She addressed me as doctor and asked if this was my last patient, pointing to Shana’s rear. I said I did not know and suggested that the other three girls might also be examined as well.

The nurse sighed and said that we were running out of time and that we should finish with the stool and urine test before the morning shift was over. Putting the packet down she tore open two capsules walked up to Shana and without hesitation held one cheek of her buttock aside and inserted one capsule and then the other capsule - It was a trifle awkward to watch but Shana felt little discomfort except that the capsules were ice cold and on contact she visibly squinched her rectum. It almost appeared as if were winking at me. Then the nurse having waited a moment or two spread her cheeks again and inserted her index finger into her rectum all the way in. Shana jerked her head up and let out a stifled groan. She was mortified and looked at me to see what my expression was like. I was gaping like an idiot with my jaw open. Shana’s whole body blushed and her bottom changed to a hue of light pink as the finger was slowly drawn out giving her a feeling that she was evacuating her bowels uncontrollably.

As the nurse’s finger was withdrawn she examined it and I noticed some fecal matter on it. She seemed upset and asked Shana whether she has passed stool in the morning, She was now blushing as she said no - “Maine thien din ke leah giah nien” (I haven’t been for the last three days).

The nurse shook her head in disgust and told me the tell Dr. Rohan. She then roughly turned to the next three girls and asked them what they were waiting for. “Goomo aur lato,” (Turn and bend over). “Pav pakado,” (hold you feet), she commanded.

Slowly they turned and bent over. This was too much for me, by now my excitement had got the better of me and I was breathing heavily. The sight of three young teenage girls bent over and completely exposed wearing nothing but a pair of white socks and black school shoes. I gaped while the nurse walked over to the wash basin and washed her hands, she then turned to me and told me to finish my examination quickly as the suppository would start working in ten to fifteen minutes and that they would have to relieve themselves.

I blushed and turned my attention to Shana whose anus was now clenched tight and looked a bit greasy. I decided not to wait any further. I dipped my left hand index finger into the jelly and applied it to the opening of her rectum, I looked at her face, she having closed her eyes tightly. I felt more confident and began to explore allowing my other three fingers to graze against the lips of the vagina as my finger entered slowly. The pressure on my finger was delightful as I felt around up to the first knuckle.

Being more confident, I removed the finger and scooped a more liberal quantity of jelly. Grasping her buttock with my hand on one of the lips of her vagina and the pressure opening it a little more I continued to insert more jelly, this time entering deeper. When I drew my finger out I expected to see some fecal matter, but as I examined my finger, I found it to be clean and just greasy. I could see her looking to see if I had found anything that would embarrass her any further. I could see the relief on her face when I did not find anything. I then proceeded to grease the thermometer and I inserted it slowly. The second nodule was large and acted as a stopper to prevent it from being expelled and this caused her to shift and grunt a little. I felt compelled to stroke her virginal lips in a vain attempt to comfort her but this proved even more humiliating and she seemed to get wet. I pretended that I did not notice and left her alone. The next minute passed in silence took hours for both of us.

I decided to read her chart that Dr. Rohan had partially filled in while waiting for the thermometer to register her temperature. Flipping through the pages it appeared simple but thorough - hair, ear, nose, teeth, throat, head lice, body lice thoric glands, skin, scars lesions, (for women only section) there were a questionnaire on menstrual cycle, length of cycle, age, puberty, sexual habits, urine, stool habits, virginity, rectal and virginal examination findings. All with an area to tick Yes or No, good/normal or bad/abnormal and pass or fail. And remarks. In Shana the interesting finding was, age 14, Virgin, Menstrual cycle normal, Sexual habits frequent digital masturbation, once or twice daily. Labour category : school going child worker. Under age category 12 to 17 years.

To me she looked easily over seventeen. Even though she had no pubic hair at all it appeared that she had been shaven very closely. Having gotten lost in this wealth of information about the poor girl I suddenly realized that I had spent more than 10 minutes studying her report and I then turned my attention to her. Her discomfort was clearly evident and I was sure her knees were aching by now. So I requested her to get off the table and stand up before I attempted removing the thermometer. This was awkward but gave her some relief. She still seemed uncomfortable and appeared to be under some strain or the other. To put her at ease and also to appear professional I decided to talk to her.

“So, I see you are a student?” I asked.

“Uh.” she murmured.

“What class?” I asked as I held her arm and turned her around gently pushing her to a bending position.

“Nauw” (Nine) she replied, but her voice seemed strained and reluctant.

“Good.” I said and almost without realizing I said, “I see you masturbate regularly.”

I haven’t a clue why I raised this line of questioning; I guess it still on my mind that such a personal habit was open to me. She just blushed and turned her head. I did not know it then but she had a more pressing matter on her mind. As I bent down to read the thermometer, which was sticking out, from her behind, I felt her quiver as I twirled it around to line up the mercury and gauge. It was normal. I noted it on the chart and as I put the chart down to retrieve the thermometer the tea boy walked in and collected the tea glasses and stood there waiting.

“Kya chaiea?” (What do you want), I asked.

“Paisa.” (Money), Dr. Sahib.

Having come from the bungalow with no intention of spending any money I had none to give him so I told him to wait. Dr. Rohan would be coming now and that he would pay. He said okay and went and stood with the other girls and was watching us. This was mortifying for Shana. I told her to raise one leg and put it on the table as this afforded me a better view of the anal region and a better view of her genitals for the audience. I held the thermometer and pulled it gently, but she was resisting my efforts and clenched on to it with her buttocks - She let out a sob of anticipation and was sweating by now. I was confused and patted her bottom, telling her to relax and let me take it out. This time I cupped my hand against one cheek and pulled firmly.

As the thermometer popped out she cried out in shame, as two uncontrolled lumps of fecal matter followed, dropping to the ground. She urinated. She was sobbing by now and the tea boy started to smirk. The other girls seemed to be tense and did not find the situation funny. More over the smell was unbearable. I was scared, as I had no idea how I was going to explain this to Dr. Rohan.

The tea boy got up and left shouting for Ramu. Within seconds Ramu entered and when he saw mess he walked up to Shana and planted a sharp slap across her bottom. The pain and mortification of her current soiled state she could not hold on any longer and she farted small short humiliating bursts of air. The tea boy who was not much older than 15 and his partner (14) were back in the room giggling and staring at her. Ramu caught her by the arm and took her out the back and told me to finish examining the others soon. Another man walked in with a bucket and mop and cleaned up the mess.

Dr. Rohan walked in, “What’s happening?” he asked surveying the cleanup operation in the room and wrinkling his nose with the smell. As I quickly explained to him what had happened it also dawned on me that the rectal laxatives must have been the cause of the embarrassing loss of control. Then I turned to the three girls waiting they too were looking a little tortured, but I did not say anything. By now a good half an hour had passed and the pressure of the suppository effect must be quite pressing. Rohan asked me where Shana had gone and I told him that she was taken out to be washed.

“Go and supervise and bring her back, she has not completed her check up,” motioning me to the door and dismissing me. I stumbled out and walked down a corridor. I could hear some running water and I could see two or three nurses standing at the end of the corridor looking into a room. I approached them and when I reached the door way I peered in and was amazed to see it was a large toilet with about twelve open Indian style commodes on raised platforms side by side and open. On the far side there was a large tub with water continuously flowing. The floor was tiled and the walls were painted green. The smell was almost unbearable; the floor apart from being wet appeared clean.

As I turned my attention to the activity inside I saw two young women squatting on two of the toilets at the far end and they looked visibly unhappy with my presence. With a vain they attempted to hide their exposed genitals and drew their knees a little closer together, but the foot rests were so far apart and high that they seemed precariously positioned and their thighs were spread wide apart. One nurse with two vials stood next to them with a bored expression on her face and was talking to a cleaner who was standing behind the two squatting women. Looking around I found Shana, who was much calmer standing stark naked in front of the tub, and being washed by one of the ayahs (servants). Her socks and shoes were both soiled and had been removed. When she saw me she blushed and look away.

I felt more relaxed now and told the ayah to finish washing her and send her back to Dr. Rohan’s examination room. I then turned my attention to the two women squatting, One of them was in her early twenties and has a fine crop of pubic hair in a triangular patch above her mons while the puffy fleshy lips were bare, but what I was amazed at was the size of her clitoris which hung out from between her lips for good inch or two. It was the first time I had ever seen such a large clitoris and could not help myself from staring at her private parts which were almost at eye level. She frowned at me and looked away, the other women was older, perhaps in her late twenties or early thirties and she had an awful figure, and the biggest cunt I had ever laid my eyes on. Her breasts hung low and the nipples were long and puckered and pointed downward like two fingers directing me to look down at her pussy. She seemed nonchalant and rang a bell, which I noticed for the first time that hung in from of each commode.

The nurse with the vials stopped talking and walked up to the woman and held the vial under her anus and I watched one lump deposited into the bottle. She then promptly removed it, covered it, marked it and placed it in her tray. She then turned to the younger women and told her to hurry up, as she hadn’t all day. She squirmed and gave me a quick look and bent her head down. I could see her straining but I guess functioning in public was not comfortable for her and perhaps myself being present and considerably younger than her did not make things any easier.

In the meantime Shana had finished cleaning up and was being dried off at the door so I reluctantly took my eyes off her and followed Shana down the corridor. She looked sweet from behind as she walked. I realized how tall she was and what an amazing figure she had. Her buttocks appeared firm and rolled beautifully with every step she took, occasionally giving me a glimpse of the pussy lips. Her hair was neatly combed and two bright blue ribbons fastened at the end of each plat on either side of her head. As she stepped into Dr. Rohan’s office she put one arm across her breasts and the other over her crotch and waited in the corner giving me way to enter. Dr. Rohan was sitting at his desk and was examining the last of the three girls that were there. The other two appeared to have left whilst this girl was at the end of her (literally) ordeal.

I waited while he finished standing in from of his desk. When he finished what seemed to be a quick cavity search of the girl he turned to the desk quickly filled out the chart and thumped the bell on the desk and looked up. “That’s that!” He said with a tone of finality. “Now let finish up with this one,” pointing to Shana who had not moved from where she was, looking terrified by now. Ramu walked in and took the girl and motioned the other girl to follow him and they both left.

“Now Bash, let me show you the standard routine that you will have to follow.” Standing up and walking over to Shana and holding her by the arm he firmly motioned her to the gurney.

“First, remember we are always short of time.” he said shaking one finger at me, and motioning Shana to lie down. She climbed on the high bed with as much dignity as she could muster and lay down flat on her back and stared at the ceiling.

“Normally, when we examine each of these workers, we do it with them standing up and complete the entire routine within five to eight minutes flat. This includes both oral and rectal temperatures, height and weight measurements and a cursory general check up which includes a digital rectal or vaginal examination for women and a simple rectal exam for children below eighteen years of age.”

“Now let me explain how this is done systematically. When women with pubic hair come, they are required to wear their panties and shoes while waiting for their examination. Only on entering the examination room and in the presence of the Doctor or senior attendant will they be required to remove the panties. Avoid watching them undress as this causes undue embarrassment. Those without pubic hair and cleaned shaved pubic region are not required to have any clothing as this is not a requirement.” He said going over to the head of the table.

“Look at her hair line, if you notice any nits or boils, it is recommend that the head be shaven, and if it is clean tick okay. Check her ears for boils or excessive wax,” and he shone a small torch into her ear and motioned me to have a look. I peered over his shoulder and noticed it was fairly clean.

Pulling the lower lid of her eye and shining the torch into he said, “ Look at the color under the lid and see if her pupils contract when a light is shined into her eye. Open her mouth, check her throat and look at her teeth. Keep in mind her age and look at her tongue. It tells you a lot about her stomach. Feel under her ears for any glandular swelling and if there is any swelling there will be some pain.” He quickly shifted his attention to her torso feeling under her armpits. Shana seemed relaxed now and when Dr. Rohan put on his steth he raised her to a sitting position and listened to her chest asking her to breathe in and out.

“At this age it is not necessary to examine her breasts but you may ask her if she feels any tenderness or pain.” Then laying her on her back again he placed one hand over her stomach and started drumming it with the other.

“Check to see the tone of her bowels and press down on her appendix, liver and kidneys to check for pain and tenderness, You are not required to diagnose but only establish that she is not fit to work or that she may require some further treatment or not. Is that understood?” He continued to lecture. Shana was now tenser as our attention was now closer to the mound and her lips looked delightfully venerable. Her legs were pressed close together and she had raised her knees a little to angle her pussy downward so as to afford us the least exposure. Dr. Rohan pushed her thighs down and separated her legs a little.

He continued, “ To roughly estimate her sexual activities, observe the labia majora,” pointing to the outer lips of her pussy with his index and middle finger. He then, using the thumb and index finger squeezed the lips together and let them go.

“Come down here and take a look. Do you see the clitoris sticking out much ?” he asked.

I peered down and shook my head. “No sir, not much at all,” recollecting my thoughts on the woman I had seen a while ago in the toilet. Looking at Shanas face I could see she was beet red and very uncomfortable at our detailed examination and discussion of her private parts.

“This indicates that she is either still a virgin or that she is not sexually active at all.” Also she is about 16 or 17 years old, perhaps more judging from her breasts and areole.” He lectured.

“But you’ve indicated 14 years in her chart?” I questioned.

“That, my boy, is what the management wants. You see, she is in class nine, As a 14 year old she works only six hours, and is provided with one meal a day, one third wages as per the government regulations and free primary and secondary day school education. As a plucker she must provide 30kilograms of tea leaves per day as against 50 kilograms from the adult worker. Now for her there are advantages too, she gets a longer retirement age, and permanent recruitment at the age of 18+, Free school uniforms and free educational material and food subsidy. So she will remain 14 till she can no longer pass of as a child worker and she will automatically be given adult status in four to five years time. Also instead of attending school she will work the additional 4 hours available to her as casual worker and earn twice as much as a full time adult worker.”

He then separated her legs dropping them on either side of the narrow gurney and took the pillow out from under her head and told her to raise her bottom. When she complied, he slid the pillow underneath her bum and told to put her legs down. This left her very exposed the mouth of her pussy stuck out and jutted out at us with its lips separated and the clitoris more prominent and stuck out like a tongue. Rohan then palpated her outer lips, first one side then the other. He then spread her lips wide and peered into the opening, “Umm, it appears she’s a virgin. Good. Now palpate her and tell me what you think,” he commanded.

“What I thought ? What was I supposed to think?” I was horny and feeling her pussy was not helping. I vaguely pinched her cunt lips and generally had a good feel. This was making Shana very unhappy and she fixed her eyes on the wall. Her face was sullen but she looked so pretty. I continued to massage her crotch and felt her clit, which was now erect and hard to the touch. Some of her vaginal fluid oozed out and ran down the crack of her buttocks, I shook my head and shrugged my shoulders indicating to Dr. Rohan that I found nothing wrong. Not that I would have been any wiser if something was wrong.

“Good!” Spreading her lips he shone his torch into the cavity and asked me to take a look. I could see a large opening and then a small opening, I presumed that this was her hymen and nodded.

“Okay, we shall now quickly proceed with the rectal and send her packing.” He turned around and picked up a bottle of jelly on his table and stood directly in front of her. Placing the jar between her legs he asked her to raise her thighs and grab her knees. Once she had done this very reluctantly, he grabbed her by the hips and pulled her down to the edge of the gurney. She was very uncomfortable, the pillow was still under her bottom and her anus was facing the ceiling. The drop of vaginal fluid had now wet her entire anal area and when Dr. Rohan separated her knees a web of stingy fluid strung itself across each cheek. The position must have been humiliating for her but nothing compared to the previous defecating incident that she had to go through, but clearly the moment counted and she knew the impending fate of her poor anus. The saving grace was that there was no audience of young boys and male attendants. As for me it appeared that I was authorized by the doctor himself and this seemed to be okay for her.

Greasing his finger Dr. Rohan oiled her anus and then proceeded to insert his finger. She tensed herself and I could the stomach muscled tighten, but Dr. Rohan seemed to know exactly what to do, He just waited with his finger half way up her butt till she got tiered of resisting and as she relaxed he drove his finger all the way up to the last knuckle. He placed his other hand just above the pussy and rotated the finger, pressing down from the top. She grunted and moaned and just as he was about to with draw his finger the curtain opened and in walked two gentle men, One was Richard from England and the other was an older Indian whom I had seen around the estate but had not been introduced. Richard was around 19 years and was dressed in Khaki shorts and a white T-shirt, sporting a tennis racket in one hand. He was here on a short stint of training in plantation management with the company.

“Hey! Doc you’re late for the game.” Richard hollered.

Rohan looked over his shoulder and asked, “ Do we have a game today?”

“Looking at pussy all day seem to have shortened you memory,” Richard replied walking up to the table, His eyes fixed on poor Shana’s pussy. She squirmed a little and tried to expel Dr. Rohan’s finger, but this was not possible and it was already too late for modesty. She now lay fully exposed to the four of us. It really did not matter any more. She now seemed to relax.

Dr. Rohan removed his finger and patted her bottom. “She’s okay,” Turning around he thumped the bell and Ramu walked in and motioned her to follow him. She stood up with as much dignity as she could and followed him out.