I laid in bed watching TV waiting for Linda and Julie to start their shift. I was looking forward to another lesson in makeup, and I sure wouldn't mind another shot at that whirlpool tub!
I realized the drugs I had been given for the surgery were working their way out of my system as I could feel more of my body coming back to life, especially in my groin. It was quarter to eleven when a young student nurse came into my room and told me that it was bath time.
"But... but..." I started to sputter.
She looked around and winked at me. "It's okay Patti. Linda called me today and told me how much you enjoyed your 'bath' last night. She said you were a bit embarrassed and that maybe I should help you tonight, if that's okay with you."
"Uh, yeah, sure. If you don't mind." I said while taking in the sight of this young gorgeous girl in front of me. I hoped to hell that my eyes weren't showing the lust I was feeling.
"Good," she said and brought my wheelchair out and helped me into it. "By the way, I'm Marcie."
Marcie must be Greek or Latin or something for Goddess I thought. She was a lot shorter than me, maybe just breaking the five-foot mark, but she was curvy all over. Even her uniform couldn't hide that. A beautiful oval face framed in corn-silk blonde hair and with teeth as white as any I had ever seen in any toothpaste ad, and breath like honey. Where the hell had girls like Marcie been when I was growing up? As she wheeled me to the hydrotherapy room, she told me that Julie and Linda would be in after midnight with more makeup tips.
After she had locked the door behind us, "for privacy and modesty" she said, she helped me get up out of the chair. Damn but I had to take a leak. I kind of gave her a hint that my bladder was full but to my surprise, she just pointed to the toilet and said to go ahead. It was just us girls here.
Yeah, right! This beauty is telling me that we're just girls, but I hadn't mastered the art of peeing like one and Marcie wasn't taking her eyes off me. Last night I had been too involved in taking a look at my new body to worry about undressing in front of Julie and Linda, and they had after all given me sponge baths for the previous nights, but the few times I had tried to urinate today sitting down had been awkward and I still hadn't figured out yet how to 'towel' dry my pussy with toilet paper.
"It's okay Patti," Marcie said. "I know that you've lost a lot of your memory. Maybe I can help you regain some of the basics."
Before I could say please or thank you or anything else, Marcie was pulling my nightgown off. I still wasn't allowed underwear so I was instantly nude. Damn. In my mind I was a 45-year-old male, and here was a gorgeous girl, probably no older than 18 looking at my new female body. I felt my nipples start to pucker and I crossed my arms over my chest to hide them. Marcie however was more intent at looking at my crotch.