Check breathing and pulse rate...

“Let’s just go ahead and make sure that your breathing and pulse is normal. Basics first, right?” Nurse Hollywater asks.

You notice that Nurse Hollywater doesn’t convey the kind of confidence that you’d hope for from a professional.

“Ok, first let’s check the breathing, please don’t be shy, I’m a licensed nurse, if you could just lower the top of your medical gown so I can access your… umm… chest…” Nurse Holly water sounded a little nervous.

“How… how long have you been doing this Nurse Hollywater?” You ask, trying to sound as casual as you can.

“A couple of years… you ask that because I seem… err… nervous, huh?” she says, looking sheepish.

You feel a little bad because the nurse is obviously a little self-conscious about the way she comes across, so you don’t put up any more of a fuss, you just reach back, unclasp the back of the hospital gown, and let it fall. Still, you can’t help but notice that Nurse Hollywater’s eyes go a little wide as she glances at your chest. You can’t help but feel a little flattered at the reaction.

“Ok, let’s check your breathing!” Ms. Hollywater says, cheerily, raising her stethoscope to your chest.

Nurse Hollywater listens to the spot right above your left breast, fixing her eyes on a spot just behind you. After about thirty seconds, Nurse Holly water is satisfied.
“Seems like everything is perfectly normal, now let’s check your pulse.” This time, Nurse Hollywater sounded much more confident, perhaps because this request didn’t involve asking you to undress.

She gently grabbed your wrist between her thumb and two forefingers in order to feel for a pulse. After a few seconds, you see the sides of her mouth drop just a little, and then a little more after a few more seconds.

“I’m sorry, hon, it seems like I’m having a hard time getting a pulse at your wrist. Here, let me try your upper arm…” Nurse Hollywater said, and then presses her fingers against the inside of your upper arm. After a few more moments, she dropped her hands. Whereas she had been doing a good job of seeming confident and professional, she was slipping again.

“Ahh... well, you’re a tough customer! I can’t seem to get a solid pulse there either. Haha… happens sometimes. Unfortunately, there’s only one sure thing when it comes to getting… a pulse. I’m just going to need to place my two fingers high on your inner thigh… no problem… heh…” she trailed off.

“Is that really necessary, Nurse Hollywater? I feel fine, really.” You say.

“Well, the fact that I wasn’t able to get a pulse indicates to me that there might be… well… something wrong, I’m sorry, but I’m sure it’s for the best,” she says, apparently trying to convince herself as much as you.

A little reluctantly, you spread your legs just enough for the nurse to get a pulse. She places two fingers on the inside of your leg, right up against your groin, making you feel a little ****, and that defensiveness makes you a little suspicious.

“Nurse Hollywater, I’m a little curious about what you can learn by checking breathing and pulse. Maybe you’d let me check your breathing and pulse, just so I could see what you’re checking for?” You say, putting on your most earnest expression.
“Oh… well, umm… of course, I suppose that’s reasonable. So… ahem, you want to start with my breathing?” Nurse Hollywater asks.

You quickly remove Nurse Holly waters top and bra, then her pants and underwear, and firmly guide her so that she’s sitting on the exam table with you standing in front of her. You position the stethoscope above her flat nipple, checking her breathing. Then you place your fingers on her inner thigh, checking for a pulse.
It seems as though Nurse Hollywater has been cowed, by embarrassment in to following whatever directions you put to her.