The bus is at the old Grange barn

What location is the health outreach bus? One Page Generic Generator: JC AC d6=2, Protect (physical), Unique (physical), less than expected. The storage barn by the old Grange hall.

You're all three packed into ABC Alice's daddy's old pickup, since it has more leg room than your family car -- Mary's car, mostly, now -- even packing Alice, Mary, and you into the pickup's bench seat.

"I thought the county was going to tear down that old place," you say. "It was already looking the worse for its age when Mary and I rented it to get hitched twenty n' a bit years ago. At least it was cheap."

"Grange got started up again," Alice says. "It's on my delivery route for Amazin Smiles, just about as far out as I go. They're fixing it up. I think it's hippies who want to go organic or something and they got the Grange to grant a new charter. They order books and like special old style tools. But they still rent it out for events."

At the turn-off is a freshly painted sign for the Grange with its official chapter blessing under a banner for OLD GRANGE COUNTY WIDE CRAFT SHOW AND BARN DANCE. Also noted were SWAP MEET and FREE HEALTH CLINIC.

"Looks a little dressed up," Mary says. "Maybe it's to raise money for the Grange? That would be a sweet thing if they can really get it running again."

You nod. "I don't oppose a little tourist trap dress-up for a good cause."

A young person wearing stompy boots and a big straw hat with a bright yellow vest flags you off to a dirt patch on the side where they're parking cars for today's event. There's an electric ATV with a little trailer to pull you up the hill. The trailer has a deep enough bed of hay under a layer of beat-up old blankets that the bumpy path up the hill is no trouble to your healing leg.

"Oh there it is, honeybear," Mary says, pointing to the mobile clinic bus.

Next to the bus there's a shade tarp over an outdoor waiting room of folding chairs and a couple nurses at a table. Alice and Mary start getting you checked in while you stand awkwardly on your walking cast and look at the literature table with health booklets and giveaways for walk-up folks. Diabetes prevention, harm reduction for ****, nicotine, and ****, dental health for all ages, nutrition and cooking, home safety tips. And a basket of Be Prepared For Sex kits. Thoughtful gesture, though the contents and packaging can't help but remind you of the little packets of napkin, wet wipe, honey, and margarine that come with fried chicken dinners.

The volunteer fire department also has a table next door with home safety tips plus child locks for cabinets and drawers, and a cookbook and a firefighter of the month calendar. Firefighters. One of your road girlfriends used to work as a firefighter. Faith, or as you like to think of her, "Old Faithful", because every ten-fifteen minutes of steady pumping, she goes off like a geyser. You hope you can get back in shape to do that for Mary, not forgetting Alice. No boys yet, and you as her first? Well. Alice must be impressed by your talking a good game, and the look on your face when you showed her Didyma Breedlove's panties?

"Honeybear, they're ready for us!" Mary calls.

So soon? But so it is. Mary is smiling and beckoning. Alice is nodding, her short blonde mane bobbing with her up and down chin energy.

But it's not to the little exam room in the mobile clinic bus, it's up a ramp to the grange hall where they've taken over a room. Alice waits outside. The window A/C is holding a pleasant temperature, warm but not too warm. There are some special looking pieces of furniture that must be the sex therapy stuff. A chair, a padded table with adjustable height, some cushions in various shapes, wedges, blocks, ovals. A folding screen marks off part of the room, like a dressing corner in an old movie. There's a trash bin that already has some crumpled-up paper covers and wipes, so you must not be the first for today.

"Mr. Forbes, Mrs. Forbes, I'm Clover Pink," she introduces herself. A kind square face, a short haircut of a sort of no-color color, a pastel scrub top filled out in the shoulders and up front, pants about the same, and sturdy looking white nurse's shoes. She smells a bit of disinfectant and soap, and her hand is warm and soft, probably lotion. "Dr. Breedlove told me that you were having trouble finding a time for occupational therapy, and I was here for . Do I have it right that your friend Alice Colt is also included?"

"That's right, Miz Pink," Mary says. "Alice wants to be part of it."

"That's right, Nurse Pink," you confirm. "Alice was really part of making this happen."

Clover smiles and nods. "Occupational therapy, especially in my specialty, is about finding ways to make things happen, even if they're not exactly the way you're used to expecting. I wanted to make sure I had the right understanding, from Dr. Breedlove's note."

She brings Alice back in and welcomes her to the party. Alice is bright-eyed but not quite vibrating with excitement. She answers Nurse Pink's questions in the affirmative.

"Now I understand you've read through the material that Dr. Breedlove sent home with you, Mr. Forbes, Mrs. Forbes?" Clover says. "So let's run through what we'll be trying out today. Your usual position is rear entry, with Brian kneeling behind Mary, who's kneeling and leaning forward on her hands, or supported on the headboard?"

Mary colors faintly. "Yes, Miz Pink. That's the way we started, and that's the best for us until now. After we got married I was embarrassed that we weren't face to face, that my wedded husband was looking at my dirt hole and not in my eyes, but I've gotten over it, except when I have to talk about it. But God loves love, and this is how he's blessed us."

"All right, let's try some of the supported positions and see how they work," Clover says. "You can put your clothes here. I'll be behind the screen here, let me know when you're ready, or if you need help."

"Miz Pink?" Mary says. "Can we just try, well, the positions, I mean?" Your wife looks a little uncomfortable. "And then we'll try it for real at home." She whispers to you. "Sorry, honeybear, it doesn't feel right for me here, you know."

You give your wife a smile and a nod. "Fine with me, sweetie-pie, let's just see how they feel to hold the position, move a little, that sort of thing. What we'll need to make it work, and not break me or any furniture."

Clover Pink trots out from behind the screen. Mary strips out of her shoes and dress, and Nurse Pink runs you through some positions with the chair, the chair and the table, and the table, lowered down for some lady riding positions that won't put weight on your leg.

Alice watches intently as Nurse Pink guides you through the routine and takes notes on what seems to work best for you and Mary.

"Thank you kindly, Miz Pink," Mary says, clutching the paper hand-outs with diagrams and instructions about modified sex positions that Clover has been adding notes to through the process. "Alice, hon, it won't bother me if you want to do it for real with Brian, just like we said. Bless you, sweetheart, for everything." Mary kisses you on the cheek. "You take care, honeybear, I'll be outside."

"Bye, sweetie-pie. I think we know what to try when we get on home, hey?"

"Oh you," Mary says. "Bless you all." She takes off out the door.

Alice looks lit, bright-eyed and pink-cheeked. Even with Mary putting a brave face on her discomfort, you and Mary were bumping and grinding enough in the try-it-out process to get Old Number One to raise his head, and Alice is looking that direction.

You have Hard -1, Hot 0, Cool +1, Control +1, 0 XP, and have Eat Pussy and Submissive (Mary Forbes, wife).
Roll 2d6+HARD twice using FUCK HER (Mary; Alice, Mary at +1)
Mary: 2d6 -1 + 1 = 6 + 0 = 6, Miss; is it because Mary has a problem (50/50) 5, 3 yes. Is it more physical or more emotional? d6 = 4, more emotional, she's uncomfortable with having actual holy blessed sex in a clinical way.
Can you save the scene? (2d6+COOL) = 7+1 = 8, yes. "Fine with me."
Alice: 2d6 -1 = 8 - 1 = 7. On a 7+, choose two from: She cums, +1 Forward, no problems/she doesn't get you in trouble, you don't cum, you fuck her in the ass.