You mentioned having a teacher for Health class that told you all about enemas and how they need to be large and you have to take it - all of it! I can imagine she is also friends with the school nurse and of course the other ladies that work in the school office. I recall seeing her in the classroom , walking about, pointing to body illustrations on the wall and askign us questions to see that we know our material. She also has a few large posters of enema bags and nozzles, suppositories and manufacturer info as well as soaps that are used.
I was getting distracted in class by my thoughts of how to turn the health class discusions into my fun when i could be alone or with freinds. Mrs Smith noticed me gazing off and and asked if I was ok. I felt pressured by her and so i blushed. She stopped her classroom discussion and told me - please, go to the clinic, see the nurse, I will call her (on the clssroom intercom) while you're on the way.
I felt like I had done something wrong but didn't really feel in trouble. I gathered my books and left the room. I passed a lady teacher and the lady principal in the hallway. Mrs B. the principal, asked me why I was out in that hallways. I told her Mrs Smith wanted me to check in with the school nurse. The two ladies looked at eachother and I noticed a look of acknowlegement between them. The very soon turned from thier walking and started going the same way I was. I could hear them clicking in thier shoes as they walked behind me.
When I got to the clinic, the nurse was obvisouly waiting for me. She was in the doorway of the clinic room and so I met her there. "Mrs Smith called me and said you were on the way, come in". She looked past me and to the principal as she pulled the door nearly closed. The room smelled so clean, you could smell the alcohol jar and a hint of the nurses perfum. I also noticed the distcint smell of soap- soaps actually, ivory and some kind of other fragrent soap she had on a tray.
Your teacher tells me you seemed not to be in your normal behavior and was worried something was going on with you. Is everything ok? she asked. Are you sleeeping well? Are you getting right to sleep when you go to bed or do you find you toss and turn? Any tummy aches?
I wanted to, but didnt tell her - its hard to go to sleep, when i get such an erection and just want to do something but I can't!
Surely she was familiar with you youthful predicament. In fact she told me not to worry too much, alot of people my age , male and female have these kinds of situations. That restlessness.
"I'm going to keep you out of class for the next period - social studies and I want you to relax some". Are you familiar with suppositories? she asked. I've seen them at my freind's mom's house. She has some in her cabinets. "Well, many times even I myself (slowing her speech) I use them. you'll find they can really relax you alot but it will take some quiet time. That's one way I use them, she told me. I can tell you more about them later but for now, this is what we will do. I'm going to give you a couple of them".
I had played with freinds before but exposing like this to her! in her room, with that door craccked open!!! Would she close it , leave it open? I felt pretty excited but unsure.
Our policy here at school, she said, is that we usually have someone else on hand so I need to call Mrs B in , she went right to the intercom and called without hestiation.
In no time, Mrs B appeared at the door. I felt by her stance and reaction this wasn't new to her! she stepped in and said dont worry, youre going to feel much better in a lil bit.
As hte nurse turned and began getting into her cabinet, where I saw a jar, like at my freinds house - a big jar of suppositories.
Go on and pullyour trousers off and get up oin the table Mrs B told me. It was like she was an assistant now.
You going to give him two? She asked the nurse in a manner that was more of a sugestion. "I sure am" as the reply.
I looked around some as I saw the preperations being made and noticed Mrs B had left the door ajar even now.