Little One sat in the waiting room with her knees together tight. The Doctor's office was more like a person's home than any waiting room she had ever been in before. Daddy was talking to the receptionist, who sat at an elegant desk by the door. Little One looked at the form in her hands. She had answered most of the questions and was waiting, nervously, wondering what was next. A nurse came out of a side office and spoke to Daddy quietly. The nurse was wearing a white uniform with a skirt and a little cap, pinned to her hair. Daddy and the nurse stepped to where Little One was seated.
"Little One, this is Nurse. I want you to go with her. She will ask you a few things. Tell her everything she needs to know. I'll be with you when you see the Doctor, Little One," Daddy said.
"Its nice to meet you Little One," Nurse said, "Lets go sit down in my office."
Little One sat down in front of the nurse's desk. Nurse arranged the papers on her desk and smiled at Little One.
"Little One. I need to ask you a few questions. Everything you tell me is confidential, so can you be truthful with me?"
"I think so," Little One replied.
"Very good. Have you ever had sexual intercourse with a man? she asked. Nurse waited for Little One's answer with a slight smile.
"No," Little One said quietly, "I've never done that." Nurse looked surprised.
"How long have you been with Sir?" Nurse asked. Little One thought she sounded skeptical.
"Just a few days, now," Little One answered and wondered if there was a schedule she was supposed to follow. Earlier that morning, right after her spanking, she had thought Daddy was going to put his cock inside her. She imagined him holding her legs up as she lie at the edge of the bed, and his cock opening her up. It had seemed so real for a moment and then it slipped away as his fingers rubbed her clitoris. Little One could feel her pussy getting wet as she sat there. She held her knees together but that seemed to make it worse. Nurse looked at the forms again and smiled.
"I'm sorry, Little One. I thought you had been living with him much longer." Nurse paused and then continued, "Do you masturbate often?" Little One felt her face get a little hot.
"I think I do it a lot," Little One said quietly. Nurse gave Little One a sympathetic smile.
"Every girl thinks they do it a lot, at some time. There really isn't anyway to say what is a lot. What do you think about when you masturbate?" Little One did not want to tell Nurse that Daddy was the only thing on her mind, when masturbating or not.
"My friend Edith had a book about a girl who was a dancer. Men would take her to parties and things like that. I used to pretend I was that girl and was waiting for a man to come to the Home and take me to a party." Little One looked at Nurse, hoping her answer was enough to satisfy her. Nurse kept her sympathetic smile and made a note on the paper.
"Where were you, when you masturbated?, she asked. Little One was not expecting this question.
"Most of the time, in my bed, when it was dark. Sometimes in the shower."
"When you masturbate, have you ever inserted objects in your vagina?, Nurse asked and again paused, waiting for Little One to answer. Little One felt her face get hot again "There is no need to be embarrassed, Little One." Nurse continued. "Many young girls do that. They use hair brushes or small bottles, other things like that. Now, tell me what you used." Little One took a deep breath. She wasn't sure what to say.
"My friend Edith at the Home had a toy. She called it her plastic boyfriend. I used it on her and she really liked it, but when she tried to put it in me, it hurt and I made her stop. Edith had done it with her real boyfriend and she said the plastic boyfriend was the same size as him." Nurse seemed much more interested now.
"I take it, then, Edith and her boyfriend were sexually active?, Nurse asked and made a note on the form.
"She could only see him on Sundays. They would go to the park and hide in the trees. I would sit on a bench and wait for her."
"Did you have boyfriend, too?"
"No, sometimes I would talk to boys, but they never came back to the park." Little One smiled wistfully. The days in the park seemed very long ago.
"Did Edith tell you about having sex with her boyfriend?" Nurse asked, trying to keep Little One on the subject.
"She told me all about it. Edith loved to talk about her boyfriend and everything they did."
"Tell me about Edith's plastic boyfriend. What was it like? Nurse asked.
"It was supposed to vibrate but the batteries were dead. Edith and I always had kitchen duty at night, so we would be alone after dinner. She would tell me what they had done in the park and get all excited. We could hide in the pantry and play with each other. We kissed and hugged and Edith liked to put her hand down my panties and rub my pussy until I came. Edith would get on her knees with her head down and pull her dress up. I knew what she wanted. I pulled her panties down and her pussy would be red and puffy and wet. Plastic boyfriend would slide inside her so easy. I never had to push hard. Edith made sounds like she was crying, but I knew she liked it. She liked it best when I moved it in and out slow, but it was hard to keep moving it slow when she was making so much noise. Nobody could hear her in the pantry and she would scream when she came. It made me so hot, I wanted to cum again and she would rub my pussy some more." Little One looked at Nurse expectantly, hoping this was enough.
"How did she hurt you with the plastic boyfriend?" Nurse asked. Little One was hoping to avoid that part of the story.
"I kept asking her what it felt like, when her boyfriend was in her. She tried to tell me, but I couldn't imagine it at all." Little One said quietly.
"So, Edith tried to put the plastic boyfriend in you?" Nurse asked.
