Jasmin's Flower (Jasmin's Tingle No.2) - Marshall Gibson - ebook

DESCRIPTIONJasmin has endured shame and humiliation to land her job in the Philippines. Working at an adult bar as a barely legal bargirl, Jasmin hopes to fall in love. Before she can start working, Jasmin must endure a thorough medical exam. Having her virgin sex probed, prodded, and photograph Jasmin is humiliated and forced to endure her sense of newfound shame.EXCERPT“Hallo,” the young Filipina said with her distinctive Taglish accent. Melissa was a petite, shapely, young Filipina in her mid-twenties, standing only four-foot-ten inches with shoulder length dark brown hair and beautiful tiger shaped eyes. As their eyes met, she sensed something oddly familiar about Jasmin and tipped her head curiously. Jasmin too sensed an odd familiarity about Melissa, as if she knew her somehow from somewhere else.Then it suddenly struck Jasmin that Melissa was the lady she had seen accompanying the handsome blonde foreigner, the one who had called her “Spitfire,” and given her the five-hundred pesos. The intoxicating memory of that life-changing event flashed through her mind, and her heart raced with excitement. She wanted to blurt out that she recognized Melissa from the previous evening, but she contained her delight and practiced discretion instead.“How are you, Sis,” Jasmin said, taking Melissa’s soft and well-manicured hand. “I’m Rosalyn.”“This is the new girl I told you about.” Josie said to Melissa.“I’m Melissa, but everyone just calls me Meleng.” Melissa replied with a smile, gently squeezing Jasmin’s hand with a friendly grasp.“Okay, let’s get your picture on the wall. I made an appointment at the photo studio.” Josie announced. “You like getting your photo taken, right?”“Well, sure.” Jasmin confessed.“Let me get the bikini,” Josie said as she pulled a small, white bikini bottom from a stack of similar swimwear in the corner of the office, carefully folding the garment and tucking it safely into her fashionable Coach purse.“It’s at the glamour studio down the street. It’ll be fun.” Melissa said with a bright smile. “Come on, let’s go.”The three ladies walked out of the bar and made their way along Osmena Boulevard to the Dreamlights Glamour Studio a block away. Upon entering the chic establishment, Josie was greeted with friendly smiles by two girls behind the counter. “We need some photos of this new lady, please.” Josie asked after exchanging pleasantries as a regular customer.“Just one girl today?” One of the ladies asked, as she walked around the counter with a Canon digital SLR camera in her right hand.“Yes, just one, thanks,” Josie replied. “The usual portfolio for the Silver Dollar.”“This way please,” the lady said and led the trio to a modest studio behind an adjacent door.“What do you want her to pose in?” The lady asked once they had closed the door to the studio.

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Marshall Gibson

Jasmin’s Tingle No.2

Published by Lot’s Cave

Jasmin’s Flower, © 2015, by Marshall Gibson

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Cover by Moira Nelligar

All Characters In This Book Are Age 18 Or Older

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This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either a product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual people living or dead, events or locales is entirely coincidental.

A Lot’s Cave Novel


Jasmin's Flower


Author’s Note

Young Romance

New Adult

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Beating the mid-morning rain showers one can set their watch to in the Philippines, Jasmin walked out onto the sidewalk along Osmena Boulevard and boarded a jeepney to the health clinic for her hygiene exam. When she arrived at the clinic, she checked-in with an office-girl, and submitted the paperwork she had received from the Silver Dollar. After that she joined the four other ladies sitting along the narrow bench, waiting to be seen by the doctor. Jasmin sat for more than an hour waiting nervously for the nurse to call each lady for their examination. She was overcome with anxiety at what she was about to undergo. Never had she imagined going through a pelvic exam with a doctor probing her private feminine sanctum.

Finally, the nurse called her assumed name. Escorting her back into the small examination room, she noticed the various medical implements, especially an examination table conspicuously equipped with metal stirrups. Jasmin couldn’t take her eyes off of the metal restraints, the apparatus by which she would be held with her legs open to expose her most vulnerable anatomy. The nurse smiled, noticing her natural anxiety at seeing the ominous examination table. She asked her a routine series of administrative and medical questions, only then handing her a hospital gown, while politely instructing Jasmin to undress herself for the examination.

“May I keep my underwear on?” Jasmin asked respectfully as she took the gown, hoping to retain some measure of her dignity throughout the course of the procedure.

“I’m afraid not.” The nurse replied with an apparent empathy to the question. “I have to ask you to take off all of your clothing for the examination, including your underwear. We need you to be all nude, except for the gown.” She explained with a gentle smile. “The doctor will need to have unobstructed access to your vagina. Is this your first time?”

“Yes, I’ve never done this before…” Jasmin explained timidly.

“I understand. It’s just a regular procedure, every woman goes through it. It’ll only take a few minutes,” the nurse explained. “But I’m afraid you will have to take off everything, including your underwear, and be all nude for the examination.”