The Governess- 6

It was ten minutes before the nurse walked in to the room, Richard noticed she
was the same girl that had bathed him earlier.
‘Come along Richard, it’s your turn next.’ Richard got down from the table as
the nurse called him. He was feeling much better and his penis had diminished in
size so that he was able to follow the nurse without holding it to his body. She
lead him into the corridor and through several swing doors.
‘Here we are, go through there.’ She pointed to a door on the right of the long
corridor, she pushed it open with one hand, letting the boy pass through in
front of her.
Inside the room was an office desk facing the door. On the left side of the
desk was a long leather covered seat which faced a row of chairs. A girl sat at
the desk, she would probably be about twenty years old. She was wearing a red
and white striped blouse, open at the neck. Her elegant face wore no makeup
except for a pastel shade of lipstick. She wore slender horned rimmed glasses,
which gave her a studious appearance. The Oriental girl was already seated on
one of the leather covered chairs. She did not look up as they entered, but sat
forward, looking down at her bare feet, her elbows resting on her knees.
The nurse held the boy’s shoulders and stood him in front of the desk.
‘This is Richard Chambers.’ The secretary looked up and smiled at the nurse as
she finished speaking. She glanced at Richard, her eyes looking over him from
head to toe. ‘Thank you nurse’ The girl said quietly, turning once more to
Richard. she pointed to the row of chairs where the young girl was already
seated.
‘Just take a seat over there.’ She did not smile as she watched the young boy
sit down next to the girl. As the boy sat down the secretary returned to the
papers in front of her and started to write. She looked up occasionally as the
minutes ticked by. Richard sat quietly, he could see the girl seated next to him
out of the corner of his eye, but he dare not turn his head to look at her. A
few more minutes passed before a buzzer sounded from an intercom on the
secretary’s desk. She stood up and addressed them in a clear voice. ‘Would you
both come with me please.’ She said formally. She stepped from behind the desk,
her shapely legs moving gracefully as she came to stand in front of them. Both
Richard and the girl stood up at the same time. He noticed that she even more
petite than he had first thought, her head just reaching his shoulder. The
secretary turned away and lead them through a door situated to the side of her
desk. She stood in the doorway and held the door open for them. They entered
a long room, their bare feet feeling cold against the white tiled floor. Running
down the sides of the room were long glass cases, so tall they reached to the
ceiling. These were filled with medical instruments and apparatus. In the centre
of the room were two wide examination tables, the tops covered in white cloth.
Attached to the tables were stirrups, leather slings draped between their forks.
Next to the tables was a complicated set of weighing scales, the chromium plate
shining under the strong overhead lights. The young secretary closed the door
behind them and turned toward Richard.
‘Give me your gown please.’ she looked at the boy coolly and held out her hand.
Richard blushed a bright crimson, the colour spreading over his face in an
instance. He looked at the secretary as if not believing what she had said.
‘Your dressing gown please.’ She said insistently. Richard dropped his head in
embarrassment as he slowly began to undo the cord. His ears were ringing as he
opened the gown, not daring to look into the secretary’s face. Slowly he pulled
his arms from the sleeves and held the gown in front of him, hiding his body.
She took the gown from his fingers and placed it over her arm, watching the boy
cover himself with his hands. She did not seem the least perturbed by his
embarrassment.