The Second Place Sister: Ch. 3 - Sex Stories

The Second Place Sister: Ch. 3

... The terms of the court order do demand that Tori attend every session. Her evaluations will determine whether or not she is eligible for early release,” “Early release,” Tori piped in, “I can get out early?” Carlson nodded his head, saying, “At your therapist's discretion, you could be eligible for an early release. That is provided that you are cooperative, showing improvement, and the therapist feels that you are ready. Now, I'll give you all a few minutes to say your goodbyes. Tori, I'll take your bag, please. It will need to be searched for any contraband, and then your things will be returned to you. I'll be back in a few moments to escort your parents out.” Tori handed him the bag, and the doctor left the room to search her belongings. John sighed loudly, putting his arms around Tori. Melanie held her close, too. “This doesn't seem so bad, baby,” her mother said, “at least, it's only for a few months. It looks like it's a really nice place, actually,” Tori began to sniffle, and said, “B, but I don't belong here! This isn't fair!” John hugged her tight, “Baby, it's okay. This will all be over before you know it, and if you show them that you're good, then they'll even let you out early!” Dr. Carlson knocked lightly on the door and came back in, handing Tori her bag. “Mr. and Mrs. Hamlin, I'm afraid it's time. Please, rest assured that we'll take very good care of your daughter, and I'll be reporting to you on her progress regularly. Now, if you'll please follow me, ...

... we'll let Tori get settled in.” Her parents squeezed her tight, telling her how much they loved her, and that they would miss her so much, then, all too soon, they were letting go. Tori burst into tears as they walked out the door with Carlson. The big door clicked shut, and Tori was all alone in a strange place. *Meeting Dr. Swell* The big bed where Tori had cried herself to sleep was very comfortable. The sound of a knock on the door woke her from her fitful nap, and she groggily came around, confused for a moment about where she was. The knock came again, and then a lock clicked and the dark room was flooded with a pale white light from the hallway. A tall shadow loomed in the doorway. Tori held her breath, pulling the covers tightly over her head in fear. “Tori?” a female voice called. The lights flipped on, and the sound of heels clicking across the cold tile floor drew closer to the bed. Someone sat down on the edge of it, and slowly pulled the covers away from the frightened teen. Wide-eyed, Tori saw a woman with long black hair staring down at her with a friendly smile. She wore a pair of small glasses perched on her tiny nose. Her face was thin and pretty. She wore a white smock, like the other doctor from earlier. Carlson. His name was Carlson, she remembered. “Hello, Tori,” the woman said again, “My name is Dr. Swell. There's no need to be afraid. I know this is difficult for you, but I want to assure you that everything will be alright. Can you sit up for me, please?” ...