Linda cums with your finger up her ass while you take Julie's call.

Choose two: Linda cums (+1); you (finger) her ass.

Room 177 looks much like any other examination room set up for gynecology, and as far as most of the the hospital staff know, it is like any other. There's a rolling stool and an examination table with stirrups to rest the patient's feet while holding her legs open. There are examination gloves, moist and dry wipes, and pump dispensers of lubricants, lotions, and gentle cleaners in easy reach. The main difference, to your knowledge, is that the locked cabinet that typically holds more expensive and delicate equipment and supplies contains another locked box holding a number of vibrators, clips, dildoes and harnesses. You haven't had call for the special equipment, but you understand that Julie and Jeannie make use of it regularly.

You pull a fresh layer of paper over the examination table and ask Nurse McBee to disrobe and put her feet in the stirrups. With her legs parted by the stirrups, Linda's vulva is spread open for your admiration.

"I hope you know you have a beautiful vulva, Linda," you say. Her scent is strong in your nostrils. It's been a long, busy shift, and Linda has been on a simmer of arousal for hours from seeing and handling other women's vulvas, their lips often swollen with pregnancy.

"Thank you," she says. She smiles. "I'd like to see yours soon."

"I'm sure you will," you say.

You wash your hands and put on a pair of exam gloves. "Let's take a closer look." Her pale face and dark hair are repeated in the colors between her legs. She has a dark bush. Her outer lips are smooth and a little pinker than the rest of her skin. "So you trim a little round the edges, and shave your outer labia?" you say.

"Yes," Linda says.

Her inner lips are pink, prominent, and delicately thin. "Do you ever have trouble with chafing on your inner labia?" you ask.

"Once in a while," she says. "I wear loose clothes without panties for a day or two and it goes away."

"What sorts of touch do you enjoy?" you ask, stroking your gloved fingertips along her closed labia.

"Stretching. Rubbing. Gentle touches to start," Linda says. "But, um, tongue. Yeah."

"That's why you shave your labia?" you ask.

"Yes," she says.

You spread her open. Bright pink inside. "Beautiful," you say. Her clitoral head is prominent and erect. You inspect the smaller folds round her vaginal opening. "Do you enjoy penetration?" you ask.

"It's okay," Linda says. "Um. Well, actually, I like anal penetration more. If it's not too big."

"Hmm, let me look," you say. "Moist wipe." You clean gently around her little starburst. She shivers at your touch. "Is that all right?"

"Yes, very much," she says.

"Should I keep touching there?"

"Yesssss," she says.

"Just a moment." You dispose of the soiled wipe and pump a dab of lubricant onto your fingertips. "Like that?"

"Oh yes," Linda says.

"Do you like touching other women there?" you say.

"Yes," she says.

"With your fingers?" you ask.

Her chin trembles. "Or my tongue."

"I think you'll get along very well with Jeannie Goodchild," you say. You were licking her ass when her water broke.

"Th-thanks," she says.

"Do you want my finger inside?" you ask.

"Yes. Ohhhhyes!" Linda says. "Gloria, yes."

"I think you'll get along very well with the staff at Labor and Delivery," you tell her. Her anus is tight around your gloved, lubricated finger. She's hot and soft inside that tight ring. "Jeannie and Julie are old hands here."

After her anus gets comfortable with your finger, she asks you to start moving it.

"My pleasure, Linda," you say. "Would you like my other hand here?" you ask, brushing the fingertips of your other hand across her labia.

"Yes, please," Linda says.

You lubricate your other hand and get to work.

"Oh yes, Gloria," she says.

You work gently and steadily, stretching and rubbing her labia as you finger her ass. Her squeezes, her twitches, her sighs, all are music to your ears. You give your own little sighs of satisfaction as the evidence of her arousal builds.

"I'm so glad you came, Linda," you say. "You're so beautiful and responsive."

"Mmyes, yes Gloria," she says.

A trill sounds from the pocket of your scrub top. Now that you're off shift, calls are going through rather than being sent straight to voicemail. The top of the screen is visible. JULIE A PAUL RN it reads.

"That's Julie calling right now," you say. "I guess I should answer."

"Nowwwww?" Linda protests.

"Phone, answer," you speak distinctly. You're not much for apps, but it's nice to have a phone that does what you need. You let your fingers go quiet in Linda's anus and vulva. "Hello Julie, sweetheart," you say. "Are you feeling poorly today?"

"Hi Gloria," Julie says, a little subdued. "I had a migraine flare-up, I slept the day away. I miss you."

Linda's eyes are wide open, staring at you in disbelief. Her anus clutches down rhythmically on your finger. Her vulva is warm and slick under your fingers. Her vaginal scent, strong after the long busy shift, tickles your nose delightfully. She opens her mouth and shakes her head. But she doesn't say anything or move to push you away.

"I miss you too," you tell Julie. "Since you were out, Jeannie had me take the new nurse along on shift."

"What did you think?" Julie says.

"I think Linda McBee will fit right in," you say. "I took her to Room 177 right after shift."

"Cradle-robber," Julie says. "Wasn't she just an intern last year?"

"You would have done the same," you say. "You more than did the same."

"All right, I would have been," Julie admits. "Well, you're a fast worker. How was she?"

Linda's face changes, softening, looking a question at you.

"I don't know yet," you tell Julie.

"You don't know yet?" Julie says.

You give Linda a broad smile and tilt your head, looking a question at the young woman.

"Gloria, stop teasing meeeee," Linda pleads. "Please! Finish me off, please. Fuck my ass and eat me, please, eat me!"

"Gloria?!" Julie says.

You bend forward and let your tongue take over on Linda's clit. She's hot, slick, and salty on your tongue. You curl your fingers inside the entrance of her vagina as your other hand works in and out of her clutching asshole.

The song of Linda's climax is a quick, rising sequence of little coos culminating in a cute little wail of joy. "Ooh! Ooh! Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh Oooooooh!"

An inarticulate sound comes from Julie over the phone.

Record +1 XP as Linda McBee comes.

You have 2 XP, +1 Hard, +1 Hot, +0 Cool, -1 Control, Lesbian, Truth, and Submissive (Julie Paul).

Roll +Cool(+1) (+0 Cool, +1 Submissive) to GET OUT OF TROUBLE with Julie.