The Shoplifter Chapter Four - Sex Stories

The Shoplifter Chapter Four

... should have been midnight. I showered and examined myself. All the marks I had received at Bobby had either disappeared or turned very light. My breasts were very full and uncomfortable, my nipples distended and damp. The doctor would sure notice that. My tummy was…well my tummy; what else can I say. For the first time in my life I had a tummy. I put on a long night gown and crawled into bed. For a moment I actually fought to overcome the sensual feelings that immediately returned me—that uncontrollable tingle in my sex. How could I be getting turned on when I face what I did in the morning? Perhaps having this baby would be the easy way out. All I had to do was nothing and it would happen. I hated medical stuff. No way was I going to sleep, but… REAL MEDICINE Morning light streaming in the window lit up my bookcase and me as well. It was eight. Plenty of time My outfit was already selected on the special rod; long dark pleated skirt, white short sleeved blouse with breast pockets, new white panties, new white bra—it was too small/I was too big—white slip on shoes. Mother stuck her head in my room around nine to tell me she was off to the Wish Foundation. She hardly looked at me. No questions. I just said the old “have a good day.” The hospital was thirty minutes away the timing was perfect. Reception at the hospital outpatient was overly nice; the sweetest old white ladies who all seemed to know my problem. They handed me a clip board with my record on it and ask me to ...

... confirm and correct the items. My first shock of the day was when I realized my medical record reflected Jamal’s address, phone number, cell phone, and email. Of course, he had to set it up that way; very smart, very safe. The wait was short. The nurse was short and sweet. The doctor was short, white and cute. The physical exam was long. The table was cold. The stirrups were high. The doctor disappeared beneath the sheet I was cover with. He was there for a while but he did nothing that created a reaction on my part. Nothing pleasured, nothing pained; it was just uncomfortable. Finished the doctor went over to sit on a little round stool at a corner table and the nurse helped me sit up on the end of the examination table. The doctor wrote endless then looked up, “Well young lady here is the verdict. You are in very good health. All your parameters are exactly where they should be. Your pregnancy is progressing well. I would roughly estimate you are about at the end of your first trimester, but I am going to send you across the hall for an ultrasound and then we will talk further about that. The ultrasound helps pin down more accurately how far along you are and tells us a lot about the health of the fetus. You have on record you may have had the meaningful intercourse May 16. As of right now I would that was when conception occurred, making you almost exactly three months along.” He smiled. “I will say no more until I have a look at the ultrasound. See you again in a few minutes.” ...