She calls one of her patients

Dr. Gutierrez looked tense as she paced up and down the side of Sam's bed, unsure of what to do. After few moments, her look of quiet desperation fell away, and she walked over to the phone near the front of the bunk. She picked up the receiver, and made a call.

"This is Dr. Gutierrez," she said quickly into the phone. "I'm looking for Denise."

She tapped her foot as she waited for someone on the other line to track down this girl. After about a minute, the call resumed.

"Hiiiii, Denise," she said casually, "I'm good, but I'm here with a new patient who's having some difficulties at the moment. I think his needs will complement yours nicely. I was hoping you could come over to Bunk 5 and...

Yes, right now...

Well, yes he does. I haven't seen it, but based on his...

Yes, he seems very nice, and I'm sure he will do his best to return the favor when you need it too...

Ok great! I will see you soon."

Dr. Gutierrez hung up the phone and returned to Sam's bedside.

"One of your fellow campers, Denise White, is on her way. I will stay with you until she arrives and make the introductions, then I'm sure the two of you can take care of things on your own."

"I overheard you saying you think my needs will complement hers?" Sam was curious, but also kind of nervous about what he may have gotten into. "What are we talking about here?"

"Do not worry," Dr. Gutierrez said, putting her hand on his thigh. "We'll talk about it when she arrives, but she simply has a slightly more specific craving than the average camper. Based on our conversation, I'm fairly confident it will be within your comfort zone."

As she said that, a tallish woman, maybe 5'8"-5'9", with blonde hair and brown eyes stepped into the bunk. She was wearing a blue one-piece bathing suit, with lots of straps to accentuate her curvy figure. She had what must have been at least DDD tits and a gigantic, but toned booty.

Sam started to stand up, but Dr. Gutierrez pushed his shoulder back down into the bed, so he just lay there and looked up at Denise as she approached the foot of the bed.

"Denise White," Dr. Gutierrez said, gesturing to her, "this is Sam Archer. He was admitted to camp today, and we just completed his introductory session."

He smiled up her and waved sheepishly. She looked him up and down, unimpressed until she saw the bulge in his pants.

"This is a bit odd" Denise said, looking at Dr. Gutierrez, then at Sam's crotch. "You've never called me to help with another patient before."

"Yes, well, this is an extraordinary circumstance," Dr. Gutierrez said. "This is Sam's first day. We're still developing a baseline and I don't want to get physical. That said, it was a very stimulating session, so Sam needs release."

"So why doesn't he...?" Denise starts to ask the obvious, but Dr. Gutierrez cut her off.

"Sam is a compulsive masturbator," she said, "so he is not allowed to touch himself for the duration of his stay. From the sound of things, it seems like the problem is that he's never had enough partners to keep up with his libido, which sounds kind of familiar, doesn't it?"

Denise turned bright red, then looked up and away. She looked almost as dopey as Sam felt when he waved before.

"Do you want to tell Sam why you're here?" Dr. Gutierrez asked.