Vitals

“Alexa Johnson,” a woman called out.

Alexa stood up and followed a slightly taller woman to the room where all the equipping to take vitals are. Alexa slipped her shoes off as she stepped onto the scale.

“95.8,” the woman read. “Please stand against the wall over there, feet flat on the floor, back against the wall.”

Alexa complied as the woman lowered the bar until it rested on top of her head. “4 feet 8 1/2 inches,” the woman read.

Alexa blushed but was then lead to a chair where she sat down. Her temperature was quickly taken temporally. “98.8,” the woman read.

Alexa sighed as she wrapped the cuff around her arm and turned on the blood pressure machine. “Very good 120/80,” the woman noted as she quickly took Alexa’s pulse. “Alright, very good. Take your shoes and follow me to Room 4.”

Alexa followed the woman down the hall and into a room on the right. “Please strip your clothes off and put the gown on. Fold your clothes neatly on the chair. The doctor will be with you shortly.”

Alexa nodded as she nibbled her bottom lip. She had never had a full exam before, and felt awkward as she pulled her clothes off. She didn’t think about stripping so her underwear was an old pair of Sesame Street undies. Alexa looked and noticed her underwear also had a slight wet spot as she pulled them off. She blushed as she buried them under her other clothes as she folded them up.

Just as she stripped naked, there was a knock on the door. “Wait, I’m not-“

The door opened.