(OOC: my first rp here, please go easy. Am looking for a female character only [don't care if player is male], at least for the first patient. It's a highschool so assume they're 18-year-old seniors to not invalidate terms of service.)
"There you go, honey," Amanda Goulart said, helping the naked girl off the table and onto her feet. "All over, and a clean bill of health. Wasn't so bad, was it?" The girl let out a non-commital moan as Amanda helped her back into her clothes, kneeling down to let her step into her panties, and not incidentally taking the opportunity to smell her delicious virgin cunt.
Amanda smiled. She was the head nurse at the Saint Nicholas High School, and as a raging sex-positive bisexual, was having the time of her life getting excuses to poke, prod, and caress the tender young teenage flesh. Virgins, tramps, she took delight from both. Many of them took delight in her, for that matter: five and a half feet tall, 130 pounds, large C-cup tits, a wave of strawberry blonde hair, large blue eyes peeking out from pale skin, all tucked into a typical nurse's uniform...with cleavage that would get her license revoked in any other establishment, of course.
It was physical exam week at the school, and due to the general policy of the school district the medical staff were told under no uncertain terms to not only be as thorough as possible, but also to ensure (due to a recent teen pregnancy scandal) the students were complying with all safe-sex guidelines.
She had used (some, although certainly not the rest of the faculty at this school or most of the students would claim 'abused') her position to ensure that only the juiciest, most delectable students were assigned to her. As a result, Amanda was in heaven. Health week was like Christmas, Valentine's Day, and a paid vacation to Acapulco rolled into one.
Her previoud patient, still in a bit of daze, had finished dressing, and Amanda sent her off with a pat to the rear. She looked at the clock. Ten minutes before the next student arrived. Perfect, just enough time to clean up and get things ready.
Nine and a half minutes later, Amanda was finished prepping, and sat down in her comfy chair, facing the door to her office and waiting for her next patient.
"There you go, honey," Amanda Goulart said, helping the naked girl off the table and onto her feet. "All over, and a clean bill of health. Wasn't so bad, was it?" The girl let out a non-commital moan as Amanda helped her back into her clothes, kneeling down to let her step into her panties, and not incidentally taking the opportunity to smell her delicious virgin cunt.
Amanda smiled. She was the head nurse at the Saint Nicholas High School, and as a raging sex-positive bisexual, was having the time of her life getting excuses to poke, prod, and caress the tender young teenage flesh. Virgins, tramps, she took delight from both. Many of them took delight in her, for that matter: five and a half feet tall, 130 pounds, large C-cup tits, a wave of strawberry blonde hair, large blue eyes peeking out from pale skin, all tucked into a typical nurse's uniform...with cleavage that would get her license revoked in any other establishment, of course.
It was physical exam week at the school, and due to the general policy of the school district the medical staff were told under no uncertain terms to not only be as thorough as possible, but also to ensure (due to a recent teen pregnancy scandal) the students were complying with all safe-sex guidelines.
She had used (some, although certainly not the rest of the faculty at this school or most of the students would claim 'abused') her position to ensure that only the juiciest, most delectable students were assigned to her. As a result, Amanda was in heaven. Health week was like Christmas, Valentine's Day, and a paid vacation to Acapulco rolled into one.
Her previoud patient, still in a bit of daze, had finished dressing, and Amanda sent her off with a pat to the rear. She looked at the clock. Ten minutes before the next student arrived. Perfect, just enough time to clean up and get things ready.
Nine and a half minutes later, Amanda was finished prepping, and sat down in her comfy chair, facing the door to her office and waiting for her next patient.