AFN Part 10

After I completed my refresher training I expected to be working in a hospital environment. Instead I ended up in a GP surgery. I expected just to stay there for a few months until a oppotunity came up in a hospital. Well August came and I was still there.

Hubby had some what insisted on taking me out for my birthday. The course followed by the new job had meant that we'd not had much time together alone or as a family. The town I worked in was about one hour from where I lived or a little longer at rush hour.

I decided to take a chnage of clothes into work with me and have a shower before I left work.

I entered the shower room and securely locked the door with the key. I placed my dress in its bag on the back of the door. I took out my shower gel hanging it on the internal rail, and set out my various bits and pieces to doll myself up on the vanity dresser. I hung my towel over the towel rail next to the shower curtain. I stripped down leaving my dirty uniform and underclothes in a heap.

The shower was lovely. I enjoyed the oppotunity to get a shower in peace and quiet and thought this might be a nice regular treat. My thoughts wondered in the warm water and suddenly I wondered what time it was. I didn't want to be late at the agreed meeting place. I turned the shower off and used my hands to get rid of the excess water.

I pulled open the curtain a little bit to reach for the towel on the rail. No towel. I looked down on the floor where it had fell. No towel. I pulled open the curtain to see how far it had fell. I noticed my reflection in the long mirror. No Towell. Panic. I had put the towel on the rail hadn't I. Silly me I must have left it over by the vanity unit with my bag. No I couldn't see it. I pulled the curtain completely open. My dress had fallen off the hook onto the floor. I hope its not creased to much on the floor. Its not there.... More panic. Where's my dirty stuff gone. More panic. I came in here with clothes on. I may have thought I'd put a towel over the rail. I may have thought I brought my bag in with me, I may have thought I brought my dress in with me but I definately was wearing clothes.

Which bastard had stolen them. First panic was a patient wondering into the room. No key in the door anymore. Was it locked. Next panic was a theif. Some unknown person had stolen my clothes and locked me in. No one would know I was still here. Panic hubby would go spare if I didn't turn up. But how could anyone get in without a key. That narrowed it down it had to be one of the staff but who. I stood there also considering what to do. Wait. Or go and look. My watch had gone with everything else that could be used in any way for cover. I waited as long as my knot would allow me then I ventured to the door.

My key was gone and no where in sight. I pushed the handle and the door open. I now nervously pulled the door open and slowly peerered outside. I look both ways up the corridor no one in sight and none of the doors open. I ventured out and covered myself.

I was stood naked in the coridor. What now, a walk to my office yes. They'd have put my clothes there. I pitter-pattered down the corridor to my office leaving little puddles of water and ghost like foot prints. I tried the door handle - locked. Not how I left it. The kitchen opposite - locked.

I turned and walked back up to the shower room trying doors as I went. All locked up. I now ventured past the shower room to walk past the doors into the consulting rooms and treatment rooms. All locked.

I then came to the point at which people enter the restricted area behind the public reception. I was mindful of the glass in the door. Clear glass for there was no need to use smoke glass because it looked down a short narrow corridor into a brick wall. My goal here was to reach the door into the administration office and reception office. There I could very embarasingly attracted staffs attention to help with my predicament.

I quickly having took a deep breath dashed passed the door. Although no patients would be about staff from the other surgery which shared the common public areas might be going home and see.

The admin office was locked and no staff where in sight. One last place they could be and my clothes. The rest longe.

I walked the remiaining feet to the door. Solid wood with a narrow glass pannel on the handle side. I looked in through the glass and there they all where. People and more importantly I hoped my clothes. I open the door nervously and poked my head in.

"Will you bring me my clothes please (name)" I asked my nursing colleague.

"No you have to come in and get them" she said.

All I could think about was being late for hubby and his nagging.

"Please I'm going to be late" I said.

"Come in and give us all a show and we'll give you your clothes back" the practice manager said.

Then the receptionist produced my dress and a towel. Well I had very litle choice and I'm not bother about my nakedness. I would have shown the woman my body quite willingly at the pol say. As for the two male doctors if required for medical reasons. This was very different.

I took a breath and squeezed in keeping my bits and pieces covered. The receptionist teased me with my dress and my towel and i had to run around the seating and table area to the crowds cheeres before she droped the towel and i could get it to cover myself.

I was then scared out of my skin by a load pop. The male doctor who led the practice had poped the cork of a schamgine bottle. I stood their driping wet drink champainge.