Blips on My Life's Sexual Radar - Ch. 8
The eighth and ninth blips - Elana and Emily
A/N - Thank you for joining me on this journey of love, lust, romance, and hopefully amazing sex. This series is about Sapphic love.
The
true love
and
romance
has never been stronger between our protagonists, Elizabeth and Tracie. I believe that lust and the desire of others can exist with others outside of your relationship and not harm it when it is mutually agreed upon and enjoyed.
I will share that as in other chapters, this chapter
does
contain multiple partners, a foursome. If that isn't your preference I am sorry. I hope you enjoy this chapter.
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As I heard my name,
Doctor Elizabeth Katherine Murphy
, I stood taller and walked prouder. It was ten steps to pause for a photo while shaking hands with the Dean of the School of Medicine. I turned and walked to the stage exit.
I do not know why I did it but I felt compelled to. I walked straight over to Dr. McMannis, paused in front of her, I took her hands in mine and bent forward thanking her. I then moved closer to her ear.
"Maybe when I can, I will come back to visit and fuck you silly my Mistress."
I walked off stage and took my seat.
***End of Chapter 7***
True to their words, Dr. McMannis and Miss Jordan released me from their requirements.
Tracie and I had fallen into a schedule and a pattern of our routine but yet we found a deeper love as I made my way through what we both knew would be a struggling four years of my internship and residency.
We found a deeper love and necessity for each other. She is my rock solid lover and partner... for life. The surprise I had for her would need to wait for the perfect, sunny, unscheduled day. I wanted it to be just perfect, I wanted it to be inspirational, and I wanted it to be absolutely unexpected.
August - Twelve month later
I finished my internship year and my USMLE II. That was a huge hurdle which I overcame without too much issue. I was thrilled to have gotten that major hurdle out of the way.
Tracie took me out for a wonderful dinner. Our date was amazing. We had a nice dinner then danced the night away at a club that specifically catered towards women and female couples. Yes, a Sapphic club.
During our last dance she pulled me close and whispered in my ear. "I love you more than life itself. I can not believe how lucky I am to have you as mine, all mine Elizabeth."
I kissed her softly on her cheek and reminded her, "I am the luckiest woman in Massachusetts. It is all because of you my dearest."
When I pulled back from kissing her cheek and out of the corner of my eye, I saw two younger women at the table near ours. The brunette looked vaguely familiar, the blonde, not so much. After our dance was over, we walked hand in hand back to our table. The blonde gave us a little wave and the brunette smiled.
Tracie looked at me inquisitively. I just shrugged my shoulders. As Tracie and I left the club for the evening, the brunette gave me a little wave. I held Tracie's hand tighter, not acknowledging that woman.
I was a slightly distracted lover that night. As we made love, that young woman's image popped in my head. God that was horrible, I felt guilt ridden.
Lilly and I had stayed in touch through texts and calls when we had time. She, like me, admitted that she was working crazy hours in her General Surgery program but she loved the weather in Ft Lauderdale.
She would tease sending me selfies in her skimpy bikinis or thong bikini. I always replied, 'slut'. She would immediately agree and reply with a winking emoji.
October - Eighteen Months Later
The first twenty-seven months of this forty-eight month residency were just hellish, but that is what I expected in my Internship year, PGY-1, and the first eighteen months of my Emergency Medicine residency program. I was halfway done with the three year residency.
I was one of three in this categorical program. Categorical, meaning I was here for all three years, some programs in the US are stacked like a pyramid, the more years in the program, the less spots. Those were hellish to be in fighting every day for the next year's spot.
It was at the eighteen month mark, half way through my residency that a slight curve ball was thrown into our world. Well not just me but every employee in the hospital.
The new Diversity, Equality, and Inclusion stuff came full circle. I was like okay cool no big deal but we had to add another badge thing to our employee badges which were either clipped on our scrubs, or our tops but were always in view and present at all times.
Now as a quick sidebar, you wear like three of these badges already. All are connected to one clip thing. One is your hospital photo badge. On the back of it are the Codes and what they all mean, very important to know those. Another longer badge, maybe 3x6 at the bottom has your job title. This is so folks know what you do at the hospital. Mine says Resident Physician. Now this new badge was what your preferred pronouns are, I chose She/Her/Them
With that said I will tell you that I did have a rainbow ribbon in plain view on my badge and was proud to display it.
I was now six months away from taking the USMLE III but let me explain.
It is recommended that a medical resident wait until they have finished their first year in residency to take USMLE III. When I was asked by our Chief when I was taking mine. I explained I wanted to be overly prepared and would wait an additional twelve months but I would take it and pass. That was the plan and she accepted it.
Once I passed, that could be it, I could work as a physician unsupervised but it would take a while to get results. I had it scheduled for May 19th and 20th. I was studying my ass off. I was working and trying to have a love life. Tracie was super understanding and stood by me when I needed her. We tried at times to arrange our days off and schedule as best we could.