Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 54343 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 272(@200wpm)___ 217(@250wpm)___ 181(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 54343 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 272(@200wpm)___ 217(@250wpm)___ 181(@300wpm)
“Honey picks those out for me,” Razor said. “She wants her friends to have something funny to read.”
Razor pressed several spots on her tummy. “Does this hurt, Rosa?”
She shook her head, reading that funny line over and over.
“I’m glad. I’ll do your breast exam. Do you check your breasts for changes every month?” Razor asked.
Rosa hesitated and then shook her head to tell the truth.
“It’s important to learn what your tissue feels like so if you find something different you can identify a potential problem as soon as possible. Your Daddy is going to take this over for you.”
“Street, the Saturday after her period ends, I want you to press in a circular pattern like this.” Razor’s fingers pushed gently into her skin, rotating around her breast. “Be sure to check under her nipple as well. Assess the other breast to make sure everything is okay, Street.”
Holding herself still as the men touched her, Rosa thought of a million things at once to distract herself. She could feel herself getting wet between her thighs, like there was a direct “I’m excited” nerve that linked her sensitive mounds to her pussy. Razor was going to know.
“Perfect. Just like that. Anything you’re concerned about?” Razor asked him.
“No. But you examine her as well to make sure I didn’t miss anything,” Street requested.
Rosa bit her bottom lip to keep from protesting. Razor efficiently examined her breast. The sensations seemed overwhelming as the stimulation continued.
“Rosa, your Daddy did well. Everything appears healthy. Feet up in the stirrups so I can finish your exam,” Razor told her, spreading the sheet back over her torso.
Breathing a sigh of relief, Rosa tangled her fingers in the soft material as the men fitted her heels into the metal cups. To her surprise, they wrapped a band around her calves to attach her firmly to the support. Instantly she struggled, shouting, “No! Let me go!”
The bands eased within a second. She pushed herself up to sit and tossed the cover onto the ground. Her breath came in heavy pants.
“You’re okay, Rosa. I’m sorry I scared you. Your Daddy’s ready to wrap his arms around you if that helps you,” Razor’s voice seemed to come from a long distance away. Rosa concentrated on the words as she struggled to process what the doctor had said.
“Can I touch you, Rosa?” Street asked softly.
“Daddy!” She turned and threw herself against his hard chest. When his arms closed around her, Rosa melted.
“I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry,” she babbled, repeating herself over and over as Street rocked her gently.
“You’re safe, Little girl. No one here is going to hurt you,” he said, hugging her tight.
Razor didn’t ask questions. He didn’t talk at all but stood quietly, letting her Daddy comfort her.
“Tell Razor,” she whispered to Street.
“Rosa has some trauma in her past. She doesn’t like being tucked tightly under the covers. Her stepfather used the bedclothes to secure her in bed at night. I hadn’t expected that restraints would cause the same panic,” Street shared. “Sorry, Dinorosa. I should have anticipated this. I bet you didn’t hear Razor explain the bands keep your heels from dislodging so you don’t bang your legs if your foot slips.”
“I owe you an apology, Rosa, for not asking the right questions. I apologize for frightening you,” Razor said. “Did your stepfather touch you in any other way?”
Rosa could hear the sadness in his voice. He definitely held himself responsible for frightening her. “No. If I didn’t cooperate, I didn’t get food the next day. You didn’t scare me on purpose. I’m so stupid for panicking.”
“You are definitely not stupid. Your stepfather’s abuse reflects only on him,” Razor said, holding her gaze so she could see the truth in his eyes.
“And her mother,” Street growled.
Razor shook his head. “Karma will be a bitch for them. Rosa, often the most intelligent people remember bad things so clearly that they react strongly whenever something triggers them. I think we should have your Daddy take you home, and you can return another day for the rest of the exam.”
“No!” Her loud voice scared her, and Rosa jumped. “I mean, I’m okay and would like to get this over with. I don’t want to worry about coming back.”
“You are brave, Rosa. Street, climb up behind Rosa. Let her rest while you hold her. That way you can support her legs, and she won’t have to use the stirrups.”
In a few seconds, Street held her cradled against him. His powerful hands cradled her thighs, holding them steady. “How’s that, Dinorosa?”
His heartbeat against her back reassured her. Street wouldn’t allow anything bad to happen. “Better,” she said, turning to smile at him. She faced Razor and announced, “I’m ready now.”
Without saying a word, Razor pulled on gloves and sat between her widely spread legs. He focused a light on her most private area as he explained what he was going to do. His calm voice erased any surprises. “Rosa, I’m going to run my fingers over your labia to make sure you are healthy. I’ll use some lubricant, so this may be cold.”