Every day regardless of the weather Tom took a morning walk. He enjoyed the quiet of the streets before the shops opened and traffic filled the city. Today was no different. He was bundled up warm this morning. The winters were long in upstate New York and you got used to the cold but it was important to have a good coat.
He usually walked alongside the river or over to the college campus where he had studied before getting a job as a researcher for a tech firm. But today he was walking into town. He wasn't more than a couple blocks from his home when he noticed what looked like a body lying on the ground.
"Oh my God, Is she dead?" he said to himself.
A young woman, about college age was laying face down on the sidewalk in front of a closed Chinese supermarket. The way she was laying, he could see the white of panties underneath her black skirt.
Her short-sleeved shirt and skirt were much too thin and short for this cold Rochester morning. Even with his thick coat and stocking cap he was still cold. Who knew how long she had been laying there on the cold pavement with nothing over her arms and legs and only inside clothing?
"Maybe it would be better to just walk away." he thought for a moment. No, he couldn't do that. In this temperature she would freeze, if she hadn't already.
He carefully stepped over her legs, reached down and took her wrist in his hand. He couldn't feel a pulse. "Shit" He got down on his knees and placed his hand on the nap of her neck. There it was, a faint pulse. He got near her face and listened. She was breathing, barely.
He pulled out his mobile phone -shit no bars. That's what you get for getting a discount mobile provider. He looked up and down side walk. No one. No cars. It was Sunday and the city was still asleep.
He scooped her up. His right hand lifted her firmly by her bare hip and cradling her in his arms he held her against himself close to his chest. He would bring her home. He could call 911 from there.
She was heavier than she looked. She was slim and she wasn't very tall, maybe 5 foot 4 or so. It was hard to tell. But after just a block he was already out of breath. He adjusted his grip. He moved her so that she was facing him, her head was on his shoulder. And he held her tightly with one hand on her back and the other supporting her under her ass. Her bare legs dangled in front of him. He took a few steps when he heard her speak softly into his ear.
"Wh-... Where am I?" she said so softly, that he wouldn't have heard if her face hadn't been right next to his ear.
She was awake! Praise God!
He held her again in a cradle position and tried to talk to her but she was gone again.
He got new strength pulled her tightly to his chest and hurried the next two blocks to his small apartment.
When he got her to his place on the second floor of a small multi-family house, he lay her down on the couch that also served as his bed. He quickly went to the phone and called the emergency service number.
"911, What's your emergency?" a woman's voice answered.
"Hello, I have young woman here who was outside in the cold and seemed to have passed out. Can you send an ambulance please?"
"Ok sir I just need to do a telephone assessment first. Is she breathing?" the lady operator asked.
"She was. Let me check again." He lay the phone down and placed his hand in front of her mouth and nose. He didn't feel anything. Oh God! He got down with my face next to hers and listened.
"She is breathing." he told the operator. But it is very faint.
"Does she have any other injuries?" the operator asked.
"No, er I don't think so." he replied.
"Well please double check, sir. It could be important" the operator replied.
He walked over to the girl on his couch, the phone in his hand. He couldn't see any injuries. He ran his hand through her black silky hair. Her head seemed fine. He looked at her long legs but there were no bruises or cuts.
"No, no other injuries."
"Well that's good." the operator replied. It sounds like you don't need an ambulance sir. Just continue to monitor her progress."
"Um, are you sure. I would really like it if a doctor would look at her. She was laying outside in the cold for a long time."
"Well you could check to see if she has a temperature. Do you have a thermometer?"
"Yes, just a moment." He dug through his kitchen drawers. "Ok, I have the thermometer."
"Good sir, now I'm going to have you take her temperature anally. Just stick the thermometer about an inch inside of the rectum and wait about 60 seconds."
"I'm sorry did you say 'anally'?"
"Yes sir, that is the most accurate method when the patient is unconscious. Just insert the thermometer about an inch into the rectum you can't do it wrong."
He looked down at the girl and then at the thermometer in his hand. This was more than he had bargained for when he decided to call for help. But what could he do?
He gently turned her over so that her bottom was facing up and he lifted up her black skirt. Then he carefully slid her white thong down to her upper thighs exposing her tight hole.
He stuck the metal tip of the thermometer an inch into her as the operator had instructed him.
He had been with two women before and this wasn't the first time he had pulled a girl's panties down, but he felt wrong doing this to a girl who was unconscious. But of course that was why he was doing it. He was trying to help and the operator had told him that this is what he should do.
Still, it felt wrong touching a woman he didn't even know in such a private area. Even with the few girls he had dated, he had never had the chance to stare at them like this without their panties.
He looked at his watch and stared at the thermometer projecting out of the girl's tight little hole. 15 seconds. It seemed like it was taking forever. She had a really nice ass. Her whole body, she was hot. If she hadn't been passed out, he might have asked her out on a date. Well no he wouldn't have. She was too pretty, he would have never have had the nerve. But he would have wanted to. 30 seconds. He couldn't help but stare at her exposed ass. It was so nice and round. When he tried to look away, he noticed that by pulling her panties down, he had inadvertently exposed her pussy as well. Her lips were shaved smooth, but he could see a tuft of black hair protruding from the top of her panties. He moved over and pulled her panties up again in the front. But that was too much now. She now had a wedgie. Her plump fleshy lips extended outside the edges of her panties. Gently he pulled the panties out and smoothed them as they had been. As he did so he of course brushed up against the exposed skin. He felt her warmth and the soft smooth skin, and much to his shame he lingered ever so slightly before checking his watch again. 50 seconds. He watched the clock as the seconds ticked off and pulled the thermometer out.
"Her temperature is just above 90 degrees" he told the operator triumphantly.
"Ok, stay on the line an ambulance is on the way." The operator's tone suddenly changed.
"Uh is that a problem?"
"it's dangerously too low, sir. But we are going to do everything we can to save her. I'm going to need to ask you to help sir. Are you up to it?"
"I guess so. I did take a first aid class in high school."
