Medical - Lt. Burton

Lunch came and went. Sandwiches. Lieutenant Burton was unimpressed.

Still, the medical exam promised to have some hot nurses. The astronaut program was bound to have some of the best around. Doctor Andrews was pleased to see that Burton was only a little late for his exam. Having some MP chase him down would have been annoying. Lieutenant Burton was pleased to see a curvy redheaded nurse smiling at him. Wavy hair past the shoulder, unusual for Texas. Enough up top to show, but her legs were the main attraction. A short skirt framed them nicely.

Andrews got his attention, "Lieutenant. Had a nice meal I hope? Please strip down and have a seat." She motioned towards what looked like a barber's chair or maybe a dentist's... Burton couldn't be sure, he was focused on the redhead.

"Uhh, how far down we talkin'?". Burton raised his eyebrow suggestively. The nurse gave him and encouraging smile - "all the way hun'."

As Burton eagerly started disrobing, Doctor Andrews wheeled a small tray next to the chair, and on it was a small, heavy duty metal box.

Down to his boxers, Burton visibly paused trying to decide on modesty or bravado. Predictably, bravado won out. He dropped them, and tossed them onto his uniform sitting on a nearby desk. He gave the nurse a wink as his respectable manhood was semi-erect. She grinned at him cordially.

"What's in the box, hotcake?"