Shots

Deciding to get the annoying part over and done with first knowing that it would help her because of what would happen later on, I decided to start with her shots. Nothing special happened. Just routine shots, that is until I glanced at her face to make sure she was doing okay while I was poking her with the needles. That was when I realized that she wasn't even paying attention to what I was doing. She had her eyes locked to a rather detailed poster on my wall and a few photos I had in an open file from my last patient yesterday that depicted rather graphic images of both flaccid and hard dicks.

Seeing how enraptured she was in the images, I took a second to glance at her shirt covered tits where I could clearly see her nipples standing out proudly from her chest and pushing against the material of the shirt. Glancing down, I watched in fascination as she rubbed herself over her clothes between her legs. Apparently she was liking what she was seeing. Pulling the final shot out of her arm, I turned to dispose of the needles in the trash but when I turned around, she had averted her gaze from the images and stopped rubbing herself. Although, she was being as secretive as she thought she was being because I could clearly see the growing wet spot between her legs.

"Okay Bella, you did a great job there with the shots. Nice to see at least some people your age can handle them. Sometimes I get some guys who think they are big and tough that come in here and bawl their eyes out when I poke them with the needle. So, let's see. What should we do next? Oh, I know. Let's go get your height and weight before anyone else gets here so that you aren't embarrassed. I am however going to need you to strip here and leave your clothes because they are heavy enough to throw off the scale.