Doctor's Play 1 (Pixiv Fanbox)

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DOCTOR'S PLAY

…the children's way

“2 weeks of vacation and no time to do anything else than swimming, excursions and other things,” murmured Larissa while looking at the photograph in her hand. Depicted were two children, a boy and a girl of roughly the same age, kneeling on a blue patterned blanket with the ocean and a deserted beach behind them smiling into the camera.

“You looked really cute in that pink swimwear,” said a boy's voice from behind. Larissa could feel how her cheeks reddened. Sometimes Meryon was a sheer riddle to her. At one point he behaves like a six year old getting a present and right after that he spurts out things like that.

She allowed herself some time to compose herself before turning around to face her friend. If he already went into that direction, it might be easier to bring on the subject she so eagerly wanted to get his attention on.

“And you were again forced to wear your typical swimwear attire,” she said pointing at the swim trunks and UV protection shirt Meryon was wearing in the photo. “Don't remind me of that,” he sighed, “Even dad couldn’t persuade mum to let me wear something more appropriate than the usual. Hopefully it will work out next time.”

Meryon's parents really loved their son, but his mother tended to be overprotective, always thinking that the whole world only wants to harm her precious little boy. If it would go according to her wishes, he would be imprisoned in one of these full-body plastic balls.

“But nevertheless what you're wearing, what about the things underneath?” She wanted to scold herself for trying it with such a cheap phrase, but her friend just took a scrutinizing look at his exposed arms and legs. “I thought the sunburn I got should already be gone, no?” he commented his observation.

Mentally Larissa heaved a sigh of relief. In some situations it was actually a good thing that at most times Meryon reacted so innocently regarding her sexual innuendos. If she wanted to get him out of his pants today, she had to resort to a different strategy. And there was this nagging in the back of her mind that the likelihood of his or her parents coming to check on them increased by the minute.

According to them, Meryon and Larissa knew each other since their earliest childhood. At least what you can call knowing as both were still babies. Call it a cliché, but both mothers met during attending one of those courses, where everyone at that time was selling it as being important for a child's development. One thing lead to another and rather sooner than later they were considered as much as siblings.

3 weeks ago, during summer holidays, their parents decided it would be a nice thing to go on a beach trip as a six-pack. At least that's how they tend to call it. It was merely a coincidence that Meryon’s sister Hellen was already signed up for summer camp so she couldn’t accompany them. Both children enjoyed it to its fullest, although Larissa had hoped for a chance of some other sort of fun. Something which their parents wouldn't be fond of, if they ever find out. But there was never really a chance even with the beach being most of the time as deserted as documented in the photograph.

Larissa turned around again and climbed on her bed to look out of her room's window. Making sure to not look suspicious, the girl quickly glanced what was happening on the patio being directly in frond of her room. “Seems like they are still busy with chit-chatting.” she declared and closed the curtains.

“So what's this whole affair about? You literally dragged me in your room, because you wanted to show me something cool,” Meryon complained, “It was actually a hard decision, you know. There was still ice-cream to eat.”

There he went again. Being more bothered about not getting enough sweets than looking forward to what she was about to reveal to him. “Guess I have to put it to the test,” she thought to herself and put the photograph on her desk.

“Just give me a sec.” She marched to her closet door and opened it. Meryon watched her with a mixture of curiosity and annoyance, while she rummaged for some time in it. Exiting it again, Larissa closed the door and then turned around holding something looking like medical box in her hands.

“What's that, Laryh?” Insecurity resonated in the boy's voice, while eyeing the object. Larissa intentionally overheard it and cheerfully explained, “That's the old medical box my grandpa gave me. I had a phase when I wanted to be a doctor and he thought that a few of his old tools might be of help.” She thought for a moment and added, “Weren't you actually playing an active role in it?”

Meryon ran a cold shiver down his spine. He always had to be the patient while Larissa was the all-knowing doctor, who could cure all illnesses. Just her methods were sometimes a bit controversial.

“Ah, yes,” he stammered, “It would be false to affirm that I'm sparking with enthusiasm.” Larissa looked disappointed and let her shoulders slop. “But if its important to you, I'm fine with playing along.” Meryon didn't like seeing his friends, especially Larissa, being sad.

The girl knew that as well and she just needed to add some additional spice to the story and he would fell for it. She sniffed and said, “I just remembered, that you,”

“I already said, it's okay. I will do what you want. But don't be sad anymore.” Knowing that he was honest with her, a tiny part of her regretted the lie already while the other part was full of joy.

Placing the box on the ground, Larissa sat down next to it, opened it almost in awe and brought a stethoscope, a thermometer, bandages and even a syringe to light.

She looked at the last object she unveiled, than to Meryon, who looked like he'd escape her room at the next possibility. “Don't be silly. I won't use that.” She took the syringe and hold it close to her eyes, “How should this even work without a proper needle?”

As she turned her gaze back to her friend, he looked like he would faint any minute. “Sorry. I will stop taunting you.” It was an honest apology and after putting the thing back into the box, Meryon relaxed a bit. Instead she hung the stethoscope round her neck. “So lets check if you're actually ill?!” she proclaimed.

“So you're really serious that you want to,” he struggled for the right words and continued, “play doctor?” Larissa nodded and smiled. “Would you please raise your vest so that I can find out for what you came into my medical practice?”

Meryon sighed raised his vest like his friend instructed and resigned himself to his fate. The girl wasted no time and put the stethoscope's head on various parts of his exposed upper body. She could feel a tingle in her body, while she brushed through this procedure. Meryon noticed that and chuckled, “So now you're Flash, but with a medical degree? Didn't know you were into superheroes.”

She bit her lip. The outlook of what was about to come had her carried away, but she just smiled and responded, “Well, if you say so? I thought you would be delighted to have this done rather sooner than later.”

“So what is the diagnosis of Doctor Flash then?” Meryon decided to just play along, as she was having a point that he wanted to get through with what she was calling “play”.

“I guess, everything is in order,” Larissa announced straightening herself, “So your illness might be coming from the lower part of your body.” As Meryon didn't get ready to do anything, she said, “Please take off your shorts and underwear.”

“Even the underwear?!” Meryon gasped. At first he thought it was a joke, but as Larissa didn't disconfirm, he raised his voice, “Why do I have to remove my underwear? I never had to do this before when I was at the doctor's.”

“Superhero doctors examine more thoroughly. That's their superpower.” A big grin appeared on her face. “That's what you call a joke backfire on you.” he thought while opening the button of his trousers with shaky hands, lowering the zipper and letting the piece of clothing fell to the ground.

Larissa allowed herself some time to admire what was happening in front of her. Meryon wore yellow denim briefs showing clearly the outline of his package. She could feel herself getting wet by just thinking how this would continue

To her greatest delight, what she wished for really happened. With slow, deliberate movements, Meryon slid his fingers into the underpants’ fabric and pulled it down. Larissa involuntarily gasped when his flaccid penis and scrotum were unveiled. The boy shoot her a questioning look. “Everything alright? Sounds like you should be the patient and me the doctor.”

Remembering the embarrassing condition he was currently in, the boy instinctively put his hands down to hide his genitalia. Larissa took his hands and pulled them forceful away. “How should I examine you, if I don't have full access to your lower body parts?”

The boy wished to just disappear, but there is never a genie when you need one. Instead Larissa was kneeling down so that she had the object of her desires right in front of her before her friend's instincts could again take the lead. To give him some time to compose himself, Larissa started palpating the boy's legs from shank to thigh, but made sure to keep away from his nether regions saving the icing on the cake for later.

“Everything is fine as far as I can tell.” Her announcement lead him to exhale loudly. He didn't even notice that he had hold his breath while his friend was conducting her inspection. “Just lean forward on the bed. I still have to examine the rest of your lower body.”

She congratulated herself for that formulation as it still allowed her to examine the front part, as she didn't restrict her definition of lower body any further. “I can also be a good lawyer.” The thought amused her, while she, still on her knees, just crouched behind Meryon and now had his bare bottom in full sight. Again she gave herself some time to enjoy it to some extent, before putting both of her hands on the respective buttock.

During their summer vacation she used the one or other opportunity to grab them, but only for a fraction and brushed it off as an accident when Meryon mentioned it. Her friend turned his head and looked down on her. “What are you…”

“I am still examining you, fool. Looking at your bum is also part of it. Let me handle that for you and you'll be healthy in no time.” Meryon sighed again and turned his head back as standing like that would be getting uncomfortable depending how long his friend needed for her “examination”.

When she was sure that Meryon wasn't looking, she allowed herself to grin cheesily. Her examination would involve a bit more touching and probing than he might like, but he would survive that. “Okay. Back to business.” she thought, while spreading his butt cheeks to expose his anus to her gaze. The brown, wrinkled ring seemed to call out for something to be pushed in and she fall just short of using her finger to do exactly that.

Larissa considered herself to be quite a rationale person at least as far as you can call a girl her age rationale, but this situation was intoxicating and dizzy-making. She could feel her pink panties being drenched with the secretions constantly dripping from her vagina. Taking away her hands, she watched the curtain closing. Meryon hoped that she was now satisfied, but he was mistaken. “Please lay down on the bed and spread your legs for me. I still have to do one more test.” “We're still not finished?” From his voice she could hear that he was about to lose his temper. “After this we are done. I promise.” He eyed her with a disapproving look, but still did what she requested.

“Off to the finishing line.” she thought. With one hand she grabbed the thermometer, which was still lying on the ground behind her, while using thumb and forefinger to spread his slightly parted bum cheeks further.

From his position, Meryon couldn't clearly see what she was doing and gasped in surprise when, after feeling her fingers spreading him, something was pressed against his sphincter. At first his rectum's closing muscle was unwilling to let the object pass, but when his friend gave it a forceful push, it slid into his intestines.

To enjoy the procedure to its fullest, Larissa wiggled the thermometer around and to both children's surprise, the boy's penis started to become erect. “Fascinating.” was the only word escaping Larissa's mouth.

She removed the thermometer and was about to put the stethoscope's head to his member staying at full attention when an outcry let both of them startle.

Spinning around, accidentally giving her friend's penis a lash with the stethoscope, Larissa caught sight of the sound's causer: In the doorframe, holding a hand to her mouth, stood Meryon's mother.

…the interlude

Larissa typically liked sitting on the sofa in the living room, but being eyed by your own and your friend's parents as if you would be some sort of criminal was a totally different experience. To make matters worse, her father was constantly pacing through the room, which didn't ease the tense either.

Being totally absorbed in their play, none of the children had heard the creaking noise on the corridor leading to Larissa's room. Excuses were of no option as it was impossible to deny anything given that hard evidence. Rather sooner than later the rest of the adults gathered in her room and started to release a tirade about how they could do what they have done.

“Can't you just sit down, Francisco?” asked Larissa's mother irritated, “Walking around like a caged animal will not make it easier to get out of this mess.” Being adressed Francisco stopped to face his wife, “It's our daughter daughter, who should be caged. Even if it's actually all your fault, Susanita.” “My fault?” she gasped at the accusation, “How can it be my fault?” “You were responsible for most parts of Larissa's education as you stayed at home with the kid.” explained her father.

Larissa, who couldn't stand these false accusations, interrupted, “That's not fair, dad. Mum is,” She was cut short when her father raised his voice, “If I were in your shoes, I would keep any comments to yourself, young lady!”

When he wasn't looking, her mother smiled at her. Both knew that her father could be a bit “complex” when things went over his head. If not everything goes by his will in such kind of situations, he would start cursing and shouting, which neither Larissa nor her mother wanted to experience in the already tricky situation. And they wanted to spare their guests to ever have that experience.

“I'd say, it's pointless discussing about what the root cause for such a behaviour is.” said Meryon's dad. Chuckling he added, “Puberty is knocking at the door.”

Meryon could already see his mother turning pale when his father was using a word connected to coming of age. “Can we please discuss this topic seriously, love?!” she asked looking pleadingly at her husband. For Meryon it had always been a mystery that for his mother talking seriously about sexual topics actually meant not talking about them at all.

“How can we do this, Renae,” he retorted, “if the whole case actually has something to do with exactly this topic?”

“I agree with Scott here.” Susanita raised from the armchair she was sitting in. “It seems like nothing happened, which might lead to getting a new family member,” A shriek by Meryon's mother interrupted her. “For fuck's sake, Renae,” she said annoyed, “Even you have to admit that you needed to have intercourse for actually having Meryon and Hellen as your children in the first place.”

Meryon used the heated debate to whisper to Larissa, “I'm always wondering how our parents can consider themselves being adults if they fight about those stupid things and totally forget what caused all this.” Chuckling she responded also in a whisper, “Or better to say who?”

“Enough!” Francisco's voice drowned out all other sounds, “Our bratty children are actually right in what they just said.” The children looked at each other as they hadn't expected any of their parents overhearing their little conversation. “Instead of arguing about pointless things, as Scott said,” he continued his statement, “we should make sure that what my beloved wife is just assuming is actually the truth.”

“And how do you want to do that, Francisco?” asked Meryon's mother. “Well, the best thing is having it checked by an expert.” he responded. “No. I will never be able to face Dr. White again, if we consult him in this matter.” Everyone could hear the panic in her voice. Dr. White was Meryon's and Larissa's paediatrician and they were also not keen on having to talk about this in front of the elderly man.

“I had someone else on mind,” announced Larissa's father, “I have a friend, who I know since my university days. He studied children's medicine and has a private clinic just a few miles outside of town. I can just call him. No reason to spread around what happened. And we have the certainty that nothing with dire consequences happened.”

Not being very happy given that outlook, Meryon hoped that his parents would decline that offer, but he was disabused. “Just give me sec’,” said Francisco after getting every parent's okay, “I'll call him and see if he can fit us into his schedule today.”

He left the room and a heavy silence fell on the room. The children were moving nervously on the sofa and even the rest of the adults starred at the door waiting for Larissa's father to return. Coming back a few minutes later, he announced, “Good news. Luther, I mean, Dr. Varnham said, it is a very important matter that this is checked and he will shift around a few things, so we can just hop into the car.”

Scott cleared his throat. “You'll have to go alone, Renae. I just remembered that I promised to drive Hellen to the sports club today.” It was getting more worse every minute. Not only was Meryon forced to visit an unknown doctor, but solely his mother would be by his side. In this case he would have preferred going alone altogether.

“I don't see the need to accompany you either,” announced Susanita, “Time for you to take over a bit of responsibility for our daughter's education, honey.” Without waiting for any further reaction, she left the room to retake her seat on the patio.

Francisco stood as if he had gotten a slap in the face. “We should get going.” sighed Renae and raised from her seat, “No need to spend more time on the whole stuff than necessary.”

“Is it really necessary, mum?” asked Meryon with a glimmer of hope. His mother gave him an icy stare and walked out into the hallway while his father patted him on the shoulder and whispered, “Laryh is undoubtedly a pretty girl. Just don't let yourself get caught the next time.” He thought for a moment and added, “And don't forget to use a condom.” “Dad,” shouted Meryon in disgust, while his father just followed his wife broadly smiling.

“If the two of you would also be so kind,” said Larissa's father raising his voice at the next words, “to move your arses.” Quickly they raised from the sofa and followed him into the hallway.

Soon the gang of four, Francisco, Renae and both children, were leaving the driveway in the Gomez’ family car, a light green Ranger.

In the beginning Larissa was able to hide her nervousness behind fake self-confidence, but it grew stronger with every passing mile. Meryon, sitting next to her on the car's backseat, didn't even try to hide his anxiety. The annoyed look of her father, which both could see in the rear-view mirror, didn't make it any better.

“So,” tried Meryon's mother to start a conversation, “this friend you mentioned,” She fell silent again. For a short time Francisco allowed himself to take his gaze from the street to look at Renae sitting on the pillion. Focusing on the street again he asked, “What about him?” “You said you became friends during your studies.” answered she shyly.

“Yes. Although we didn't study the same subject. As you know, I made my degree in electronics whereas Luther earned his PhD in children's medicine.” He paused for a moment and continued, “As you can guess it happened during one of these wild university parties. Sex, drugs & rock ‘n’ roll you could say.”

From her position Larissa could clearly notice that Meryon's mother was showing visible embarrassment while her father was talking about his Sturm and Stress period filling her with a bit of satisfaction.

After existing the city, they drove on the motorway for a few miles and shortly after taking off-slip the street continued through a forest. “Yeah, I know. It's a bit remote, but it is also used as a health resort. Not only a clinic.” explained Francisco. Another 20 minutes and they came to a really big clearing on which a quite impressive building were seated. It had about 6 floors and even from the distance it was not possible to see it as a whole.

Meryon found it a little strange that it was more or less possible to park directly in front of the main entrance, but maybe it was there for an ambulance in an emergency case. Although he doubted that they would drive that far. “Are you sure it's okay to park here, dad?” asked Larissa. Seems like she also noticed. “Let that be the least of your worries.” he answered, “Luther, I mean Dr. Varnham, said as it being some kind of emergency we can park directly in front of the entrance.”

He released his seat belt, opened the driver's door and exited the car. Shortly after, the rest of the passengers followed his example and entered the building. The entrance hall was matching what the buildings’ frontage promised. Francisco didn't allow them more time than necessary to admire the interior, but walked straight to the reception where a nurse was currently answering the phone.

She finished the call right when he was reaching the reception. Before he could say anything, she already greeted him, “Hello, Sir. I assume you must be Mr. Gomes and Mrs. Appleton and their respective children?” A bit of surprise could be seen on Francisco's face when he responded, “That's correct. How did you know?” “You don't need to be a fortune teller as according to our schedule no other patients have an appointment after 3 PM today. Dr. Varnham even informed me personally about your imminent arrival.” Taking the telephone again in her hand, she said, “One moment, please. I will inform him about you being here.”

After finishing the call, she pointed to a door on the right side of the room and said, “Pass through this door and you get into the waiting area. You will be called when the doctor is ready to see you in his office.” During their talk, the rest of the group joined Larissa's father again and together they followed the instructions of the nurse.

Larissa raised a few eyebrows after they entered the so called waiting area. Most of the room was occupied by furniture being obviously meant for smaller children: Three blue curved couches with white seating surfaces, some brown pillows randomly tossed upon them and additional three red coloured round things, which she supposed to be resembling tables. Toys were scrambled on the floor, which no one seemed to have bothered to put back in the respective storage space. Two big windows were embedded into the eastern wall where underneath one of the two white benches were placed. The other stood at the southern wall and in between them in the room's corner was a water dispenser.

Larissa walked to it, took a cup, poured some water in it and sat down demonstratively on the bench. She wanted to make sure that she was not some small child but more or less an adult. Larissa's father slumped down next to her and took one of the magazines and ignored her for the rest of the time. Meryon was actually delighted of what he saw. It seems like this doctor's office looked a lot friendlier than the worn out one Dr. White called his office. Larissa shook her head when the boy in all seriousness sat down on one of the couches and even started playing with the wooden toy train. “Sometimes I doubt that mankind could have gotten as far as this when most of their members behaving like this.” she thought to herself.

His mother sat down on the other bench giving her a disapproving look while no one else was looking. Larissa knew that Meryon's mother was not really fond of him and her being friends since some time. She thought about what Meryon's father said. “Puberty is knocking on the door.” was the phrase he used. She slapped her forehead and nearly shouted “Eureka”. It was so clear now. Meryon's mother was a prude and on top of it a creationist, but she still might have noticed that Larissa's body had started to develop more womanly facets. Maybe she was even afraid that Larissa would yank her precious little boy from her protecting embrace. “From her suffocating clutches.” corrected Larissa herself.

Some time later the noise of an intercom's activation resonated through the room and shortly after the reception nurse's voice could be heard: “Family Gomes and Appleton. Please proceed to room 2. Dr. Varnham is now ready to receive you.” Rising from their seats, they walked down the corridor where two other doors lead to rooms 1 and 2 being indicated by the name plates next to them. Francisco knocked on the right door, opened it after a short while and ushered them into the room.

The doctor, a man of about 50 years with black hair fulfilled a few of the usual clichés by wearing a white coat and glasses. He was sitting in an office chair behind a big desk on which a monitor stood and looked expectantly at the new arrivals. “Sorry, for keeping you waiting, but I had to finish a patient's report. Health insurance companies, you know.”

“No need to be sorry, Dr. Varnham.” To everyone's surprise it was Rennae, who was responding before anyone else. “We are very thankful that you could meet us on such a short notice. Especially,” she glared at Larissa, “with the problem caused by these two brats.”

Larissa was sure that in reality Meryon's mother was thinking that everything was her fault and if she was honest with herself she had to agree with her. Sometimes it seemed to her as if she was a foreigner in her own body. Feelings…

“…get going into the changing area?” Her father's voice brought her back to reality. She hadn't even noticed that the conversation went on while she was pondering about herself. Everyone was staring at her. “I didn't get the last part of what you said, dad?” She tried to look as innocent as possible, but by her father's facial expression she could already see that he was not believing her. “Well, go behind the wall and get out of your damn fucking clothes,” he nearly shouted, “Rennae and me will have to do some last alignments with Dr. Varnham and then we'll call you when we are done.”

“And you're wondering why Larissa is misbehaving if you always use curse words, Francisco?!” criticised Meryon's mother. Facing the girl, she smiled frostily at her and explained, “Your Daddy and me will have to talk to the doctor for some time.” She pointed behind Larissa and continued, “Behind that milk glass is the changing area. Dr. Varnham said its fine if you already undress up to your underwear.” What did this woman actually think? That she was a 6 year old brat, which you have to explain everything. A piercing look from her father let her swallow the words that she had on the tip on her tongue. She nodded, grabbed Meryon's arm and dragged him to the changing area.

The other part of the room, which their parents were referring to as the changing area, housed a washbasin with a cupboard underneath and a mirror above at one of the walls. Larissa tried her best to calm down her friend in a low voice, while she still tried to overhear what their parents were talking about, but she could only understand parts of it. Something about the examination for these cases happening somewhere else and that some paperwork has to be signed. As a last resort to make the whole situation less terrifying, she started telling him jokes, which worked to some degree. “Everything will be good,” she whispered to him, “We just behave for the time being and everything will be over in no time. It's not like we did something wrong.” Meryon shoot her a questioning look, but didn't respond.

The voice of Larissa's father prevented her from comforting her friend any further as he urged them to come back. “Dr. Varnham wants to talk to you, kids.”

Both children came out from behind the wall noticing that their respective parent was sitting on one of the two comfy looking chairs, which Larissa already noticed when they entered. The doctor signalled them to come closer and as there were no other seating possibilities, they just stopped between their parents. Giving each child a scrutinizing look from head to toe, he turned to Larissa's father. “A nice spawn you have produced, Francisco. I somehow feel offended that you didn't introduce her earlier.” “Until now,” running a hand through his hair he responded, “it didn't seem necessary.”

Doctor Varnham shifted his attention back to the children. “So you are Meryon Arterbury and Larissa Gomes?” Meryon nodded his head while Larissa retorted, “As if you wouldn't already know?!” She hated these kind of rhetorical questions as she couldn't shake the feeling that adults using them always thought that she was stupid, five years old or both. “Larissa,” With a wave of his hand Doctor Varnham interrupted the reprimand her father was about to start. “Thank you, Francisco, but as a practising paediatrician I am more than capable in handling different types of children's behaviour.” smirking, he added, “She is totally your daughter.”

Shifting his attention back to the children if nothing had happened, he continued, “Etiquette dictates that I should introduce myself properly: I am Dr. Luther Varnham, a practising paediatrician since 19 years.” In his head Meryon added additional 25 years for school, university and PhD and the 5 years of preschool life and said, “You're still looking quite young for a man who is nearly 50 years old.” In shock he noticed that he spoke out loud what was on his mind. Quickly he looked to his mother who again had this look of disappointment in her eyes, but a laughter from the doctor lead him back looking at the man behind the table. “I take this as a compliment, young man.”

Larissa could only roll her eyes at her friend's behaviour, but it was just one of his character flaws. At least that's how she called it in these kind of moments. In reality she actually admired him for his kindness, which he willingly shared with the rest of world including herself. But bringing the topic up to her, she would totally deny it and pressing it any further, she would simply get furious. One thing just came to her mind and she asked, “Wait a moment. You said you met Dr. Varnham during your days at the university, dad. But as far as I know you're far away from being in your fifties.”

Doctor Varnham laughed again and responded, “Well, we were not fellow students. I was just qualified enough to cover for some of Prof. Mercer's electrical engineering lectures.” Larissa wasn't really satisfied with that answer, “Before you said something about sex, drugs,” She couldn't finish her sentence as Renae interrupted hysterically, “See. That's what you caused, Francisco, by telling about your juvenile excesses. If this continues I cannot allow your daughter and my son to continue seeing each other. I always considered your home a safe place, but if you so openly admit your sins…”

Everyone was taken by surprise by her outburst and the outlook of not being able to meet anymore was more than the children could digest. Larissa had never thought that this whole affair could lead to something that severe. “To answer your question, Larissa, I actually joined these excesses so that they didn't go overboard.” Larissa saw that he blinked his eye at her father and then addressed Meryon's mother, “But back to the actual incident that brought you and your children to me. Even if you as parents don't want these things to happen, there is no power in this universe I am aware of that will prevent it.”

“With enough praying there will be,” Meryon's mother became silent as the doctor rose from his chair placing his hands on the table and leaning forward. Larissa couldn't fight of the feeling that he was imitating a snake watching its pray before giving it the deadly bite and it seemed like Renae thought something equivalent. “I respect anyone's religion, but I am a man of science and I deal with facts. It would be very generous of you if you keep this topic as private matter and let me deal with why we are meeting in the first place.”

After a moment he addressed the children again, “Your parents told me that they caught you while interacting in a role playing activity in which Larissa took the role of the doctor and Meryon the one of the patient.” Larissa wanted to interrupt, but Doctor Varnham didn't let her. “I know what you want to tell me, young lady. And I assure you, I can fully understand that curiosity has taken the lead especially as you're about to enter puberty, but if you're not cautious you can cause inner injuries. That's actually the main concern for me.” Meryon slightly flinched about the possible consequences of their activities while Larissa just stared back at him. He sighed and continued in his lecture, “You also denied to answer any questions whether additional occasions happened before and what you did during this respective one before you were caught. Your parents and me assume that you introduced additional objects into your orifices and in the end even might have had unprotected sexual intercourse.”

Meryon's mother hide her face behind her hand. The tone in which the doctor laid out the possibilities in what kind of activities her son was part of made her want to sink into the floor and die. Doctor Varnham asked his final question, “Or have you decided otherwise in the meantime?” He sat down again, folded his hands, put on his most winning smile and waited for the children to consider their options. And indeed he didn't have to wait long. By previously watching his audience's behaviour, body and vocal language, he already drew the conclusion that Larissa was the one taking the lead in the whole affair.