"I've hurt myself," she gasped, touching a finger down to her tender lips. But there was no special soreness, nothing that indicated she was seriously injured. She wondered if perhaps she'd torn her hymen a little with all her squirming around while the wand had been inside her. She hurriedly stepped from the bath and sat on the edge of the tub on a towel while she pried her cuntlips open to look.
"Yes, there it is." The red little bump of her cherry had been stretched slightly. The slit that the doctor had cut was torn somewhat larger. But it was still no larger than her thumb. And even that would be a tight fit. So Josie let out a breath of relief and pulled herself together. She was still a virgin. And a virgin she expected to remain. But now her thoughts were disturbed by the experience she'd just passed through. Never in her life had such an intensity of emotions washed over her. Already she was wondering how to fit this new experience into her life. Would she ever be able to return to life like always? Or would she again be tempted to do these unbelievably thrilling things to her body? She dried her white skin until it glowed red. When she stepped into the bedroom with the towel wrapped around her, Ronnie was on the bed looking at her.
"Enjoy yourself?" her older sister asked. There was the lilt of insinuation in her tone. Josie blushed guiltily.
"What do you mean by that?"
"You know what I mean. Hell, I heard you hollering."
"I was taking a shampoo and the water got hot."
"You weren't hollering that kind of holler," Ronnie giggled. The way she was sitting, Josie could see her dress stretching carelessly across her upper thighs. The dark patch of her cunt hair showed clearly.
"I really don't have any idea what you're talking about," Josie said, and went to the chest of drawers she shared with her sister. She pulled out a pair of her panties. They were all alike so she didn't have to dig through her things. She pulled the panties over her feet and when she got them up to where the towel was, she dropped it.