Several years ago, I worked at one of the Moscow Medical Institutes and this story was told to me by a nurse named Galya at an institute clinic. She told me how she came to work in one of the departments of the clinic and got acquainted with the customs of sex.

On the first day, when she changed clothes, she noticed that the older sister was intently examining her underwear. But Galya was then (it was quite a long time) in old-fashioned underwear: a long white combination, not very long bodily stockings on a wide belt (not nylon), such as a semi-corset, a bra, and long pink silk pants with elastic bands at the bottom, covering her full legs over the stockings. As she said, she wore such pantalonchiki because she has very full legs and tights quickly rubbed between her legs. So, the head nurse, without any embarrassment, told her that at work she should take off her dress and pants and don’t wear any panties or pants under her robe, because the doctors of their department so demand. Otherwise, she said, they will be tortured by various nagging at work and life will seem not sweet. Galya asked:

- What are the women doctors of their department doing? After all, male doctors for them is not a decree.

- The same thing - the elder sister answered, this is demanded of them by the head of the department, since he often likes to run her hand under the robe, not only for the nurses, but also for the doctors. And it is not possible to refuse him for a similar reason. Therefore, even those women in the department who wore tights were forced to wear belts and stockings at work ...

“But then, everything will be visible through the translucent white robe,” said Galya.

- And you wear a long combination - her older sister advised her - the doctors have nothing against her.

To be honest, Galya didn’t take it seriously: she took off the dress, but didn’t take off her pantaloons, although she saw how her older sister didn’t hesitate to take off her knitted dress, tightly fitting her full body of a 35 year old blonde, hung it on a hanger in the wardrobe, took a white bathrobe from there and put it on. At the same time, Galya drew attention to the fact that the older sister herself was in a long white combination with small laces at the bottom and, moreover, in pale blue long silk pants with elastic bands at the bottom, which looked out from under the hem of the combination at the moment when she was wearing yourself dress But that was not all. Closing the robe over all the buttons of her older sister, she turned her back to Gale, pulled up the hem of her robe to the waist, along with the combination, and quickly took off her pants. For a moment Galya saw her magnificent ass, a piece of white belt with elastic bands, fastened to black stockings. Then, shaking it, she carelessly threw her pants on a shelf in the closet and took out a paper napkin. Then she opened her handbag, thrown next to a chair, and pulled out of it some kind of bundle and a tube of pasta. Paying no attention to Galya, she pulled out a small ladies' rubber contraceptive cap from the bundle and smeared it abundantly with a paste from a tube. Then, being still with her back to Gala, she was half open with her knees wide apart, lifted the hem and opened the lips of the vagina, inserted the cap into it. After that, she wiped the crotch with a napkin, threw it into the urn and slowly slowly straightened the hem and put on a white hat. Finally she turned to the red, like a poppy, Gale, who looked at it all with wide eyes and undisguised surprise.

- What you are watching? - she unceremoniously threw to Gale - we need to protect ourselves at work: anything can happen, especially on the night shift, everything is done by us, our peasants don't like condoms, and with spiral also uncomfortable (I have ten days with her) .You also need to do this, and then you understand yourself you will fly in and you don’t have time to blink with our men or you are still a girl, although you don’t have to say it - the older sister sarcastically remarked.

- No, embarrassed - answered Galya.

- Well, okay, Elena Nikolaevna said conciliatingly (that was the name of the elder sister) - you will gradually get used to it, let's go to work.

The fact that the elder sister was right Galya was already convinced on the first day of work, when at the end of the working day she had to put in order the office in which she worked with a doctor named Vadim Nikolayevich.

He was quite a prominent and sleek man, about forty years old. She put the medical records on a shelf in the order in which Vadim asked her to do it, then collected the used tools and put them into the autoclave for boiling and wiped the floor with a wet rag, actually the nurse should do the last, as luck would have it, the older sister asked Galya to do it.

“We all have to do this,” she said. Galya understood this because she had repeatedly come across this during a practice at the medical school. She had already finished wiping the floor when Vadim entered the office. She felt his crystalline look on her back.

“Look, here’s the dust under the couch,” said Vadim.

- Where? - Galya asked, she just rubbed there.

- And you bend down lower and look - said Vadim. Lower, lower - he added at that moment, when Galya leaned over, peering under the couch. But you don't know what our orders are, really, Elena Nikolaevna did not explain to you.

- What? - first asked Galya and suddenly stopped. She realized that Vadim saw her pink knickers under her robe as she leaned over, peering under the couch.

- Yes, here and for the batteries dirt and dust, let's wash and until you finish, you will not go home - said Vadim unceremoniously. And in general, that Elena Nikolaevna did not conduct an instruction with you? - he added. Galya understood what instruction she was talking about, but there was nothing to be done and she began to wash the battery ...

The next day, going to work in the evening shift, Galya put on a wide white belt with elastic bands, fastened stockings to it, put on a new white lace bra, lace combination, white long pants. Critically looking at herself in the mirror of the closet and remembering yesterday, she resolutely put in small silk white panties in her purse and went to work. In the evening, Elena Nikolaevna was not in the locker room, and Galya changed clothes with two other nurses — Vera and Natasha — between 25 and 27 years old.

- Are you new? - they asked Galya.

- Yes, here is the second day - answered Galya.

- Do you know our orders?

- Yes, in fact, Elena Nikolaevna enlightened me, but I did not think so that right off the bat ...

- And who did you work with yesterday, did you not work with Vadim?

- Yes.

- Then it is clear he does not like to wait and he is very strict and disgusting, he will cling to every little thing until he gets his way. The girls grinned and began to change clothes, discussing some kind of party and casting glances at Galya. At the same time they took off their dresses, remaining in white slick. Then the slim blonde Natasha, lifting the combination hem, pulled off her pantyhose along with small knitted shorts, pulled out her stockings and belt from her locker and put them on. Vera, who was medium brown in stature, but with a large breast, appeared in long white silk pants and stockings on a belt the same as Ghali's. She calmly removed them and threw them into the closet. Galya followed her example, then opened her purse, took out panties and began to wear them.

- In vain you do it, again all who feel like it will find fault with you, - Vera said, casting a sidelong glance at Galya.

She turned to Natalia and asked:

- Nata help to put on a cap, otherwise I will dress like this myself, so it falls off at my most crucial moment.

- Good,...