Rob sat in his parked car, with a contemplative look on his face. His palms were sweating slightly, and his heart beat at an above average pace. His eyes were closed, and he tried desperately to focus on anything besides the thoughts that raced inside of his head.
He had never done like what he planned to do next. He had suffered from mild anxiety since his late teens and Rob always overthought most situations. However, he had reached a point in his life where his anxiety and emotions often got the better of him, and Rob knew this had to be controlled.
After he had sat in the car for five minutes, he gained a burst of confidence and opened his driver door. In his right hand, he clutched a small plastic folder with various forms inside of it, which he had brought from home.
Rob strolled toward a small building next to the parking lot, only a few steps away from his car. The building was made of dark grey concrete, with only a few windows, and had three floors stacked on top of each other.
As he got close to the single door leading into the building, Rob got a good look of himself in the doors glass reflection. He was a natural athlete, and had played football in high school, but later switched to bodybuilding as he moved away to college. A bit on the shorter side, around five eight, but stockier than most.
He paused to open the door, but briefly looked up at the sign above the doorway. It read: "Dr. Smith and Dr. Knight, Male Fertility Clinic" in blue font, on top of a white oval plastic sign.
Rob walked into the mudroom of the building, a very small area, and saw several pairs of men's shoes already lined up against the wall on the floor. He took off his shoes, and put on slippers from a nearby bin. He then rang an intercom on the next door going inside the building. A female voice filled the small room, "Hello patient, please state your name, appointment time, and look at the camera in the top right corner of the room." Rob followed these orders, and the door in front of him unlocked with click sound.
Inside, Rob walked in the next area and saw what essentially looked like a normal doctors office. Several cushy black chairs surrounded a wood table to his left, and in front of him was a secretary's desk, with two women on computers, one of whom was talking on the phone. The other secretary mouthed that she would be with him shortly. He took a seat in one of the chairs to his left, and looked around. On the other side of the secretary's desk, there was a hallway lined with several rooms featuring thick closed doors and no windows. Rob saw two female nurses briskly leave one room, and walk down to the far end of the hall, to a room labeled "Equipment and Sanitation". This made Rob's heart beat slightly faster, and his mind began to race again. Despite this, he was still excited and knew this experience was for the best.
The first secretary had finished on the phone, and now the other one was ready to process Rob.
"Good morning, Rob, how are you today? the secretary asked.
"A little nervous, but ready as ever." he responded, giving out a small tense laugh.
"Don't worry, you're in such good care here. Every patient we've had says their sessions were worth it, and I'm sure you'll be no different."
Feeling a little more relieved, Rob handed over his folder. The secretary quickly looked them over, and looked satisfied.
"Everything looks to be in order. Just take a seat and your assigned nurse will be right out."
Rob thanked her and went back to his seat. After barely sitting down for a second, a nurse walked into the waiting area. She walked right up to Rob and smiled.
"You must be Rob, I'm Nurse Lexi. How are we feeling today?" she asked.
"I'm okay, ready to get started." Rob replied.
"Oh perfect. If you'll just follow me then." said Nurse Lexi.
The first thing Rob noticed about the young nurse was how attractive she was. She wore pink nurse's scrubs, and was around five ten with thick, athletic curves and a perfect, full butt. She had fair skin, with blonde hair in a long braided ponytail stretching down past her neck. Her top was tight against her large, size E breasts, and the v in her shirt went far down her chest, making a perfect line between her two breasts. He couldn't help but stare at them, and had to quickly snap out of this trance.
The nurse guided Rob down the hallway, and led him into a room adjacent to the one he had seen the two nurses going into before. He briefly heard small chatter, and the sound of a sink running coming from inside the double doors of the room next to his.
Nurse Lexi saw that Rob was distracted, and gently pulled him into the smaller room. He noticed it was very similar to a hospital room, since it had tile flooring, and a single, twin XL bed in one corner, with space on either side. It lacked any windows, and Rob noticed there was white straps on the bed, with thick buckles on each of the three straps.
The lighting in the room was also reminiscent of a hospital, giving an atmosphere of sterility. It was silent in the room itself, which calmed down Rob a little more, and he could no longer here the noises from the adjacent room, or the traffic outside.
"This is where you'll be staying for your sessions. As you probably noticed, there isn't much in this room, and only contains things you need as part of your therapy. All patient rooms are missing windows, since we don't need you to be distracted by anything, and your recovery here will be more effective that way." explained the nurse.
Rob took another look around the room. There was a small white desk next to the bed, and a garbage bin next to the desk. Everything was spotless, and the bed was expertly made.
The nurse continued, "As well, there is a room at the end of the hall, the room next to this one, where all of the nurses in this clinic go to pick up equipment for the therapy sessions. Under no circumstances are you allowed in that room, and that brings me to my next point. You are not to leave this room unless given permission, understand?"
"Uh, yeah I think so. What about using the bathroom?" Rob asked.
"You will see there is a red button on the left side of your bed. If you press it, myself or another nurse will escort you to the bathroom. Make sense?"
Rob nodded, and the nurse began explaining again.
"As you may have read in one of our pamphlets, or on our website, this clinic is for treating male sexual problems, including fertility, physical, and emotional or hormonal problems."
