From: bobandcarole@aol.com   
      
   Story: The Pediatrician   
      
   by bobandcarole   
      
      
       Most people dreaded going to work each day.  Dr Sanders, however, was   
   not one of them.  As a pediatrician with a strong taste for pedophilia, he   
   looked forward to each day at the office.  He worked at a private clinic   
   and was intelligent enough to keep his encounters discreet.  Throughout his   
   ten years as a practicing doctor, he had never had a problem.   
      
       None of his colleagues would have expected anything out of the ordinary   
   from Dr Sanders.  He was the top student of his graduating class at Oxford   
   but his demeanor was anything but conceited.  A warm smile always graced Dr   
   Sanders' inviting face as his horn-rimmed glasses slipped down his nose.   
   Pleasant to work with, pleasant to be treated by, he was well-liked by   
   virtually everyone he encountered.   
      
       Today's first appointment was Rosa.  Dr Sanders knew her and her mother   
   well.  Rosa was seven years old and she had visited him before, today was   
   her fourth visit.  Dr Sanders knew better than to try anything on the first   
   three visits.  It was important to get to know the patients first.  He had   
   to pick and choose his girls.   
      
       "Rosa J.?" Dr Sanders looked around the waiting room.  A young girl   
   jumped to her feet.  He smiled fondly as he remembered Rosa.  She was a   
   pretty girl with straight brown hair and a little button nose.  She had   
   expressive eyebrows that indicated all of her emotions.   
      
       "Hi Dr.  Sanders," Rosa's mom said, following her daughter.  "I hope you   
   don't mind but Eddie is in for a checkup today as well." Dr Sanders smiled   
   at the four-year old boy who hung back, holding his mother's hand as she   
   spoke.  "I was hoping to get out of here as quick as possible today,"   
   Rosa's mom continued.  "Is it okay if you do Rosa's checkup without me so I   
   can stay with Eddie when he goes to see Dr Hall?"   
      
       "Of course," Dr Sanders smiled genially.  "Rosa's a big girl now, isn't   
   she?" he asked, tousling her hair.  Rosa giggled.  "I'm sure it won't be a   
   problem at all.  Let's go, little lady."   
      
       Rosa's mother smiled gratefully as Dr Sanders led her daughter away.   
   "How are you today?" he asked the young girl.   
      
       "Good," Rosa replied.   
      
       "Me too," he said, ushering her into an exam room.  "Here, why don't you   
   take off all your clothes and put this on," he said, handing her a medical   
   gown.  "I'll be back in two minutes, okay?"   
      
       He shut the door and waited.  Normally, he didn't ask for his patients   
   to get undressed but today was a special case.  It wasn't often that he had   
   the chance to treat a young girl without a parent being present.  He was   
   almost bouncing up and down in anticipation.   
      
       He knocked on the door and peered inside.  "All done?" he asked.  Rosa   
   sat demurely in her dressing gown.  She had even taken off her shoes and   
   socks without being asked.   
      
       "Rosa," he asked the young girl, "could you get up on the exam table   
   please?" She clambered up table, crinkling the clean roll of paper that had   
   been stretched across it.  Dr Sanders inwardly smiled as he glimpsed Rosa's   
   cute bum as it peeked out from her loose gown.   
      
       "Lie down, please," he instructed her.  He took out his stethoscope and   
   straightened his glasses.  She laid stiffly on the exam table with her legs   
   straight and her hands at her sides.  He listened to her heart and lungs,   
   asking her to breathe deeply and exhale.  Rosa did as she was told.  She   
   liked going to the doctor.  Sometimes she and her brother would pretend to   
   be doctors and play with the toy doctor set her mother had bought them.   
      
       "Excellent," he told her.  He grinned at her and the seven year old girl   
   smiled in response.  Dr Sanders noted approvingly that Rosa had relaxed   
   slightly on the exam table.  He pulled a stool up close and sat down next   
   to her.   
      
       "I'm just going to take your pulse," he informed her, taking her wrist.   
   He counted for a moment before writing on his clipboard again.  Then he ran   
   down the usual list, checking her blood pressure, looking inside her ears   
   and mouth, and some more poking and prodding that was more for his pleasure   
   than for medical reasons.  Dr Sanders had her untie her gown and reveal her   
   flat chest to him.  He caressed the smooth skin over her ribcage before   
   letting his fingers graze across her little nipples for a delectable   
   moment.   
      
       "You're doing great!" Dr Sanders smiled at her again.  Rosa, more at   
   ease now, returned his smile with a genuine one of her own.  "Can you prop   
   up your knees for me?" he asked the little girl.  Obediently, she bent her   
   knees so that her feet were flat on the table, the balls of her feet almost   
   touching her rear.   
      
       "Good girl," he said, "now I just need you to spread you legs a bit..."   
   He held his breath before drawing aside the thin material of her medical   
   gown.  This was his favorite moment of every exam.  Rosa's hairless slit   
   yawned open before him, the pinkness of her inner lips clearly visible.   
      
       Dr Sanders picked up a bottle of lubricant.  "I'm going to have to   
   examine your behind," he told her, "so this might feel a little funny." His   
   eyes devoured every inch of Rosa's innocence as his glistening finger   
   twitched in anticipation.  His free hand slipped under the seven year old   
   girl's slim butt as he lifted her slightly off the exam table, allowing him   
   better access to her anal opening.   
      
       "I'm just spreading a little bit of this slippery stuff around," he told   
   her as his finger massaged the delicate and wrinkled skin of her anal   
   rosette.  Rosa only nodded as the doctor molested her.  He gently probed   
   her resistance.  Finding none, his glistening finger slithered inside   
   Rosa's anus.  He felt his hot blood rushing to his organ as he felt the   
   little girl bear down on his finger.  He was in heaven.   
      
       Rosa tried not to fidget on the exam table.  No doctor had done this to   
   her before.  But since he was a doctor, she knew she had to behave and lie   
   still as he examined her.  His finger felt funny inside her though.  Rosa   
   thought it was weird that his finger was poking where her poop came out.   
      
       Dr Sanders wiggled his finger inside her for a few seconds, far shorter   
   than he wished.  He reluctantly withdrew his finger, watching intently as   
   her tight and puckered anal muscle closed up as he exited.  "You're doing   
   wonderful, Rosa," he said as he went to wash his hands.  "Just a few more   
   minutes and then we'll be done.  Won't your mother be proud?"   
      
       The anal part of the exam was just the first of his many tests to gauge   
   the reaction of his patient.  Some girls balked at the anal exam, clearly   
   uncomfortable and embarrassed about the idea of a doctor probing their   
   anus. Rosa, however, did not protest at all.  Moreover, slipping his finger   
      
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