“John took an office in this building right after he became a licensed therapist, and we’ve been friends ever since.” His smile was wide as he searched for my information on the computer. “The good news is our PC is cooperating this morning, so let’s talk about why you’re here. From our phone conversation, it seemed you’d taken an over the counter pregnancy test and the result was positive—even though you had an IUD inserted about five years ago. You also stated you’d not had a follow-up exam since the insertion of the device, and it’s possible it became dislodged—but you hadn’t noticed if it fell out.”
“That’s correct.” My cheeks blushed at the same time I watched John’s lips tighten into a straight line.
“Okay, then. Let’s have a look and see what we find.” Dr. Goldstein pushed a buzzer on the wall and then washed his hands before coming to stand beside me. Seriously, you could’ve hung butchered meat in the air-conditioned space we were in, and my nipples had already poked against the fabric of the soft, worn out cotton. Soon after his middle-aged nurse entered the room, she helped me to recline onto the table and opened my gown a bit further to expose my full breasts, so the doctor could commence with a breast exam.
“Place your right hand behind your head, please,” Dr. Goldstein directed.
Jesus Christ. Both of my nipples were not only exposed, but they looked stiff and eager for attention. Mortified that everyone had a bird’s eye view of my embarrassing naked display, I was dying to cover myself up, but instead I focused on the texture of the white stucco ceiling. The doctor’s thick fingertips massaged and palpated the circumference of my breast, and then he finished the exam by gently pinching my nipple. “You should be performing a breast exam monthly,” he advised in a serious manner before turning to John. “And if she’s not doing so, then you should take charge and do it for her. I have a pamphlet to show how it’s done correctly, and there are videos online which display the procedure step by step.”
John spoke to me immediately. “Are you performing a self-breast examination every month, Lori?”
“No,” I admitted in a hoarse voice.
“Then I’m happy to take the responsibility from now on, to make sure it’s done.”
Doctor Goldstein seemed satisfied with John’s response and returned his attention back to my breasts. “You can switch arms now, please.”
Swallowing nervously, I looked up at the bright lights and tried to pretend I wasn’t lying half naked on a table with erect nipples in front of two men and a nurse.
Dr. Goldstein continued his exam on my other breast and then he recited the words that no young woman ever wants to hear from her doctor. “Okay, young lady. I’m going to need you to scooch your bottom down to the edge of the table.”
My sad eyes traveled to John before I nervously inched my bare ass down the crisp white strip of thin paper. The doctor switched on the floor lamp, pulled on a pair of purple examination gloves and lifted his head. “Now, now—I need your behind on the very edge of the table, please,” he said with quiet patience before assisting my feet into the stirrups. “Relax your knees and let them fall open wide.” Out of the corner of my eye I could see John lean forward with interest as Dr. Goldstein reached for a large metal instrument behind him before placing it under running water.
“I’m just warming the speculum, to make it more comfortable for you.”
At that moment, it was difficult to imagine myself in a more embarrassing position let alone a comfortable one, so I closed my eyes and willed the damn medical visit to be over.
But it was far from over. As the heat from the lamp warmed my exposed pussy, I watched the doctor’s brief but deliberate movements as he adjusted the bright light, pulling it closer to my sensitive and most private parts. “I’m going to look for your IUD, so I can remove it before I take a sample of your cervical cells for the lab. You’ll feel a little pressure when I insert the speculum, but it shouldn’t cause you any pain.” His tone was matter of fact as if he’d spewed those words a thousand times, and then I watched his head tilt forward as he rolled his seat closer to the table.
Though I tried to glance skyward, my peripheral vision spotted him inserting a piece of equipment that appeared to be a cross between a hinged duck-shaped bill and a can opener. Just the thought of that hideous object inside my body made me nervous, so I decided to engage him in conversation. “It hurt like hell when I had the IUD inserted, so I’d been concerned...”
“No worries. It won’t hurt at all to have it taken out. And here it is!” Dr. Goldstein stated emphatically as he removed the intrauterine device. “Thank God this didn’t perforate your uterus. The hook on the implement just caught onto some tissue when it started to fall out.”
John’s heavy sigh could be heard across the room. “Thank God, indeed.”
“Now I’ll extract some cells from your cervix.” The bit of scaping he did only took a few seconds and after the nurse secured the sample, he slipped the speculum from my tight sheath. “We’ll send this to the lab, and if you don’t hear from us within the week—it’s probably good news. But feel free to call our office for a report. It usually takes about five to seven days to get the lab’s findings in writing.”
I’d only had one pelvic exam in my life, but I hadn’t forgotten what was coming next. My eyes widened as he spurted a glob of lubrication onto a folded piece of gauze, and then he dipped his gloved finger in it. “I’m going to check all the muscles between your vagina and your anus. This will help me locate anything unusual behind your uterus.”
I tried to remain calm as the doctor’s wet fingertips spread my sex open to examine my sensitive folds, but my breath hitched noisily when he slid two fingers deep into my snug opening. While examining the walls of tissue inside me with his deft digits, he pressed softly onto my belly with his other hand. “Your uterus is tipped backward which is not unusual and perfectly normal,” he said, slowly slipping his thick lubricated fingers from my tender cunny.
“Well, it looks like we’re done here, so I guess we can go home now,” I announced to John, scurrying in reverse along the crinkled white paper, but Dr. Goldstein stopped me in my tracks as he took off one glove and quickly snapped on a clean one.
“Ah, ah, ah. We’re not quite done yet, Lori.”
“For Chrissake—what now?” I knew that retort sounded disrespectful, but didn’t my pussy already have enough attention for the day?
“I usually perform a rectal exam while the patient still has her feet in the stirrups, but since you’ve scooted your bottom backward, you can roll over onto your left side.”
I’m sure I looked at him like he was insane. “I thought you’d checked the muscles between my vagina and anus. My doctor in Philadelphia didn’t…”
“Some doctors think they can feel everything internally, but I’m old fashioned when it comes to this type of examination. I believe a lubricated gloved finger needs to be inserted directly into the rectum for the most accurate results.”
He probably figured it would be difficult for me to reply with my mouth hanging open, so he just kept on talking. “Although this exam might be slightly uncomfortable, it shouldn’t be painful for you.” There was nowhere to run and nowhere to hide, so I watched with anxious eyes as he dipped his newly gloved pointer finger into a fresh dollop of lubricant. And then he took his time to make sure that the entire length and circumference of his dominant digit was meticulously covered with gel before he directed his attention to the nurse. “I’m going to need the lamp moved forward, and don’t forget to raise Lori’s gown up in the back.”
The nurse helped me roll over onto my side, and then she positioned my butt onto the edge of the table before lifting my gown to expose my bare ass. “Studies show that a rectal exam is much more comfortable for the patient if she is relaxed,” she cooed close to my ear.
“Oh, I’m sure I’ll want to smoke a cigarette after this,” I sneered under my breath and twisted my neck to face the doctor.
