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Chapter 22 by Bevatoria Bevatoria

Get off at the theatre? Or continue to your appointment?

Resist the urge and continue on

...come to your senses, your hand quickly wandering down, although a slight jostle makes you tug your zipper down involuntarily. You don't bother to fix it as you breathe heavily, shutting your eyes as your free hand clasps against your rapidly beating heart.

As you clasp your legs together, you still swear it feels like there's something inside of you although you're sure that can't be the case...

Another twenty minutes passes as you get off the bus, taking another few minutes to walk to the clinic that Jacob had recommended to you. You walk thought the door, as a typical waiting room greets your vision, dated magazines on the tables, a few waiting chairs with mostly older folks waiting in them, and a receptionist who's been there far too long.

You walk up to the desk, not feeling the eyes of every male who sees you latch onto you as you speak. "I'm here for my appointment. Jenny Rainwood...."

The receptionist scowls after looking down at her appointment book. "You're late."

"But..." You look down at your phone, seeing that Jacob did indeed send a message to remind you that you had an appointment in an hour, but that your phone apparently didn't get it until after you were supposed to be there. While vowing to switch service providers, you were left with the conundrum of what to do, with an appointment you didn't really need in the first place.

Still, Jacob would be insistent if you blew this off. "Um, is there any other time I could get in today?"

"Not with Dr. Zimmer." replied the receptionist. "Dr. Badgers is in treating area 3, and he could see you right now..."

"Great, thanks!" You spotted a sign saying where his office was and you brazenly walk walk away from it as the receptionist finishes her sentence.

"...but he's got some Juco students in today and....oh well."

You walk down the hall past where a few other patients are taking appointments and notice the door to his treating area is already open, and you stride in as if you own the place, hearing his voice from another area in the room.

"Hi Doctor, I desperately need a quick checkup!" You shut the door behind you, only noticing then that he's not alone. "...um, I must be in the wrong area."

"Nope, you're in the right one!" replies Badgers cheerfully, his dark brown bushy mustache and hair not obscuring his smile, his thick rimmed glasses only enhancing the stereotype of the nerdy doctor. "We were expecting a test patient for the class - although not this early- so hop right on up!"

Your nervous glances - both at the chair with its restraints on the arms and legs, and the half dozen students (all guys) whom look like they have a passing interest in 'medicine', at best, their clipboards and pens barely used by this point - are quickly picked up on by the aging doctor, who coughs and smiles.

"Right, right! What am I thinking?" The middle aged doctor smiles and shakes his head. "This isn't right at all...."

You nod and agree with him. "Yes, it isn't."

He looks you over, and nods. "Strip down to your underwear and we'll be able to do this properly. Since the students are here, you don't have to be naked."

The statement surprises you enough that your head starts spinning, and you stumble towards the chair just to avoid fainting, as the doctor nods in understanding.

"Some people have a difficult time obeying a doctor." He gently helps you onto the side of the chair. "This will be an excellent test of how to assist a patient." He nods towards the 'students' as he confidently strides towards the door. "I'll be back in a moment after I tell reception our patient has arrived. Could you all help her out of her clothes and into the chair?"

As the door swings open (but not shut), you gulp as you see the guys' eyes on you and your skimpy coverings, and only watch them as they...

How much do the students 'help' you?

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