SIDE News at 6

Day 97

Three people from the local news were sitting in the van.

"OK, my interview with the hospital director is in 15 minutes. I'll go in now and scope the place out. Then do the interview, it will probably only take 15 minutes, 20 tops." The feisty young Asian reporter Trisha Arai turned to the driver. "Carl, you come in with me and film it. Just set up the tripod behind my shoulder, it will be a piece of cake." She turned to her usual camera operator. "George, I want you to wait 10 minutes then slip inside. Use the button cam and make a thorough investigation of the building. Just pretend to be seeing a relative or something then be your usual sneaky self, take a few remote cams while you're at it. You did a great job in that toxic waste expose so I know you can nail this one. When you have got all you need call the station and have them send someone over to get you. I don't care how long it takes, there's a story in there, I can smell it from here."

Trisha slid open the side door of the van with Carl in tow, George waited for 10 minutes and then followed them into the hospital.

Trisha's interview with the director was very soft, she didn't want her to realize that she was on to them. After a waste of 15 minutes, she thanked the director and headed out with Carl.

"I hope that not every interview is that boring before editing," Carl said as they walked through the parking lot.

"No, that wasn't an interview, just a diversion to get George in. After interviewing the fired employees I knew that the director would deny everything. She of course wouldn't give us the names of any patients. But I have a friend who works for an ambulance company and he gave me some leads. So that's where we go next"

Trisha and Carl spent the rest of the day knocking on doors and trying to get interviews. Of the four women and three men she visited, only one man but all four women were willing to talk to her. None of them seemed to shed any light on things but all four of the women made her skin crawl. It was like talking to the director all over again.

She interviewed the first three with Carl filming. On a hunch, she interviewed the last one alone. Miss Whitney White was just as monotone and bland as all the rest had been, but at the same time, she was very different. With a camera focused on them, the women had all acted like church mice. They looked directly at her, answered plainly and directly, and kept their hands tightly held in their laps. Miss White was a completely different story. What she said and the tone in which she answered questions were the same but her hands were fidgety, constantly smoothing out her short dress, moving up to her face and mouth and down over her body. It almost seemed **** the way they moved over her body, but they kept directing Trisha's eyes to her mouth, breasts, and legs.

She would occasionally go off-topic and slip Trisha a devilish look while complimenting her looks or fashion sense. Saying how she had seen Trisha on TV and how hot it would be to get with someone who had been on TV. At the end of the interview, she even surprised Trisha with a hug. Whitney then tried to land a kiss on her lips but Trisha was a seven-year veteran of the TV industry and evaded the kiss without even trying all that hard and quickly got out of the odd young woman's home.

When she got back into the van she said, "Carl take me back to the station then switch to one of the unmarked cars and get right back over here. I want you to stake out Miss White and see if she goes anywhere. Also, bring the high-power lens camera and hyperbolic mic. She might just call someone, I want to know what her game is."

Three days later Trisha felt like she might have stumbled onto something big but she still wasn't quite sure what it was. It turned out that about an hour after Carl showed up Whitney did leave her house, in a nurse's uniform, with the name Charlotte on her name badge. Trisha could find no records of either a Whitney or Charlotte White working at the hospital. She found out that Whitney White was still in college and was about to begin her senior year in a well-known out-of-state college next September. What she was doing at the hospital was still unknown. After that, she sent out assistants to stake out the other three women. Two of them went back to the hospital over the next two days, one was also dressed as a nurse.

All three of the fired hospital workers were male and they insisted that some cabal among the female workers there had gotten them fired. Thinking back to the brief time she was in the hospital she didn't remember seeing any male workers, but it seemed to her that most of the workers at hospitals were usually women. She had seen the visit as a waste of her time so she hadn't been focused on who was working there. That was, she now had to admit to herself an obvious mistake.

Her phone rang, and she saw the time as she answered, 10:38. It was George so hopefully something was interesting in the video from the other day.

"Hey there Trish, I suppose that you are home alone going over your notes as usual?" George said.

"Yeah, what do you have for me? Something spicy I hope."

"This is beyond spicy. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes I wouldn't believe the tape, you'll think it's something fake too but trust me it's real"

Trisha sighed, "Well I've kinda hit a dead end on this end so when can you have it ready for me?"

"I'll show it to you in ten minutes if you want," George said eagerly.

"It's a little late to go to the station..."

"Don't worry I live ten minutes from your place, I'll come to you."

Trisha opened the door 12 minutes later, Georgia "George" Washington was the perfect camera operator and assistant. She was smart, capable, and had an eye for detail and a nose for dirt. She usually looked very neat but plain. But tonight, as she stood outside Trisha's apartment door, she was wearing a halter top and short skirt. She was exposing more skin than Trisha had ever seen her expose before and exuded a sexual aura that Trisha had never noticed in the past. And she didn't give it a moments thought now, as Trisha was just focused on the memory stick George was holding up.

"This will blow your mind, once you see this your whole life will change," Georgia said with a mischievous grin.

Trisha snatched it out of her hand and rushed to her laptop. Visions of finally wresting the anchor job from that scheming cunt Janet Hackensack filled her head. Or maybe George was referring to a TV news award? But what Trisha really wanted was Janet's job.

Her laptop was where she had left it at the table in her kitchen nook. She sat in the small wooden chair and slid the card in and waited as it loaded up. There were over a dozen different video files on the card.

"Start with that one," Georgia said holding a finger almost to the screen as she stood behind Trisha.

Trisha clicked on the file and expanded her video player to take up the whole screen so she could see what had gotten George so excited. The video was six hours long and was a steady shot from just outside of the elevator inside the area where patients were triaged from the ER.

"I set this one up to get a good look at the patients as they were brought in so we could ID them and follow up on them." She took out a notebook, "The first one is at 8 minutes 44 seconds."

Trisha skipped to that time and saw a nurse escorting a man to the elevator. "The next one is at 32 minutes and 33 seconds."

This one was two nurses escorting a female patient. "OK, next one is..." Over the next ten minutes, Trisha watched twelve more patients.

"Did you see it?" Georgia asked.

"There was only one nurse for each man and two or three for every woman? And they seemed a little handsy with the women but not the men." Trisha said hesitantly, she just hadn't seen anything too strange.

"The elevator took all the men to the second floor and all the women to the third floor," Georgia said from behind Trisha.

Trisha went back and looked again at a few of the scenes she had just played. "I'll be, how did I miss that?"

"I spent two hours poking around the ground floor. Almost every time I tried to use the public elevators I was shooed away by a nurse or volunteer. When I said that I was there to visit a friend they said that there was a flu outbreak and no visitors were being allowed."

"However, once I almost got to the second floor when a volunteer seemed happy to escort me up to see my ficticious friend. But we got stopped by a stern-looking nurse stationed INSIDE the elevator."

Georgia pointed at another video, this one was near the middle of the list of videos. "So once I went over my videos and noticed the elevator thing I came back the next morning, as a patient."

This video was the button cam. It showed as George waited a few minutes in the ER and then was taken back to see a doctor. She said she had fallen and hit her head and now had a bad headache and was nauseous. The doctor quickly told her to go down the hall for an X-ray. George was unattended and took the opportunity to slip into the unguarded elevator in the ER. The video went on another twenty minutes as she went to the second floor and snooped around.

"There was nothing there, it was as normal as normal can be, except ALL the patients were men. And considering all the nurses on the ground floor and in the ER it was kind of deserted as far as staff goes. Just a skeleton crew, which is maybe what you would expect if they actually were understaffed after firing people."

Now Goergia pointed to the fifth from the last video. It showed her in the elevator going to the third floor. The door opened and she stepped out. The nurse at the desk looked at her oddly and stood up. "You can't," she began saying then stopped. She just stood there frozen as if thinking and Trisha watched the camera view quickly change as George rushed past the nurse while she had a chance. This was a short video at only two minutes and it ended with George standing outside a closed door, faint, odd sounds could be heard presumably from within the room.

The fourth to last video was where things got interesting. The door was now slightly ajar and Trisha could see some of what was going on inside. Three naked women were inside clearly having sex. Honestly, it seemed more like two of the women were having sex with the third as she didn't engage with them much, but they were all over her. The video went on for several minutes as the woman seemed to orgasm again and again.

The third to last video was inside a different room. This time it was four women. Two of them were in nurses' uniforms and held down the third who seemed panicky and wild as the fourth nurse opened a jar in her hand. Trisha knew this because she saw the woman pick up the jar and then move it so that it was in front of her chest. Since the video was from the perspective of behind the fourth woman the jar disappeared. But soon after that, the satisfying POP of a sealed jar lid coming off could be heard.

The restrained woman almost immediately took things up a notch and began thrashing under the firm grip of the nurses flanking her. Trisha heard the nurse with the jar say, "We don't normally do things this way but you just had to go peeking into that room when we left you alone for a minute." As she said this she walked up to the woman and seemed to reach out a hand to her, but again this was obscured. A few moments later the frantic woman suddenly went silent. And the three nurses began to disrobe in unison. "There now, that's better isn't it." Could be heard as George quietly closed the door and moved on.

The second to last video was a nightmare. A woman, no doubt a patient was lying on a bed, and a second woman, no doubt a nurse was going down on her. The patient was in ecstasy as the nurse deftly ate her out. She grabbed the nurse by her hair and her whole body shook with orgasm. A third woman, still in her nurse's uniform could be seen with a jar in hand. This video had more of a side-on view than a rear view so Trisha could clearly see as the nurse removed a small black thing from the jar. It looked wet and glossy and was moving around in her hand like it was sensing a food source and was desperately trying to squirm to it. Just after the patient orgasmed the nurse who had been eating her out looked back at the other nurse and smiled. The third nurse moved her hand to the hot dripping hole that had just spasmed in bliss. The small black thing sprung from her hand and into the patient's vagina. It quickly pushed between her slick lips and moved inside and out of view. The woman began arching her back as if she was orgasming again and moaned softly. As this was happening the nurses had gotten undressed. The one with the jar began rubbing her crotch and as if by magic a black phalus seemed to grow out of her. It had the same color and wet glossy look as the creature that had just entered the patient but was much larger. She aimed it at where the creature from the jar had just gone and plunged it into the still softly moaning woman. Immediately her moans got much louder, her hips moved in time with the woman that was fucking her. This video went on for ten more minutes and ended with the camera turning away quickly and heading down the hallway. It seemed that what caused George to suddenly withdraw was the patient's moans changing to words. "I obey, I obey, I obey" could be heard as the video ended.

Georgia was kneeling behind Trisha at this point, she said, "So what do you think?" Almost directly into Trisha's ear.

"You were right it had to be faked somehow. I mean that just can't be real after all. it was soooo..." Trisha drifted off, lost for words.

"Amazing?" said George. Trisha could feel her hot breath on her neck as she said it.

"Disgusting was more of what I was thinking. But it was kinda sexy at times, well maybe sensual is the right word. But the moment that that slimy black thing gets involved it goes from sensual to pure nightmare fuel." Trisha said with a shiver.

"Yeah, you're right, I got a little frightened there myself. That's why I got out of there and headed back towards the elevator." As she said this she wrapped one arm around Trisha to get closer to the laptop mouse. Georgia stretched out and clicked the last video with her other hand.

Trisha shivered again at Geogre's touch "I could have done that you know." She said as George pulled her hand back from the mouse.

"I know but this video is different, more personal," Georgia said softly in Trisha's ear. The video began playing and it did seem immediately different. The camera seemed too low. She could see a woman standing, rocking back and forth, as she fucked another woman who lay on her back in a hospital bed. The angle was too low to see much but from the sound, both women were enjoying it immensely.

Georgia had pulled one arm back from the mouse but the arm that she had wrapped around Trisha now moved up to her neck. "I had five brothers, it's tough being the only girl with five brothers."

Trisha felt the arm close tightly around her and began to panic as she felt the muscled forearm press her throat back into the chest of the woman behind her.

"This is called a sleeper hold. This is sort of an odd angle but it should still work just fine. My brothers thought it was the funniest thing in the world to do to me, but they eventually taught me how to do it too." Georgia had wrapped her arms together and begun putting pressure on Trisha's carotid artery.

Trisha grabbed George's arm and tried to pull it away but it was no use. She knew that she was trapped so just watched the video as George held her still. The pressure wasn't enough to make her black out but Trisha felt sure that Georgia was holding back on purpose.

The angle of the video changed as the person holding the button camera walked closer to the bed. Trisha could soon clearly see the face of the woman now moaning "I Obey."

The woman holding the button camera in her hand instead of wearing it said, "I hope that your superior is a woman, this will make a lovely present for her and a priceless keepsake for you either way. As soon as Nurse Sandra is through with you, you will tell us who you are and why you are poking your nose around where it doesn't belong. Then you can get to work turning whoever sent you yourself. It will be most pleasurable, I promise."

The pressure against Trisha's neck suddenly intensified, as she blacked out she could hear George in the video saying the words "I Obey" over and over.

The next afternoon as Trisha and Georgia got to work the station manager was quick to intercept them.

"You're late!" he said gruffly, "I hope that it's because you finished up that big story you texted me about last night."

Georgia looked at him blandly as she walked past him to drop off the large box full of medical jars that she cradled against her chest in Trisha's tiny office.

"The story..." Trisha said absently. "Ah yes, the story. It just needs a few finishing touches. I'd like to get Janet on board with this. Maybe you could have her meet us after her six o'clock news broadcast. We have so much to show her, it might take all night."