Mary was a quiet, pretty young lady in her early twenties. She had a slender body with gentle curves and was in good health, or mostly so, but her mother, Julia, was concerned.
"Dr James is very highly regarded, Mary," her mother said placing a reassuring hand on Mary's own hands that lay tightly clasped together like a clamshell in Mary's lap. "In fact, I met her at one of my ladies' meetings. She is very gentle and understanding. I am sure you will both get on well together. You will adore her!"
Julia was a handsome, elegant woman in her late forties who radiated confidence and control.
"And, besides, I can be there with you throughout the consultation, if you would like, so you know there is really nothing to worry about," her mother comforted.
"Yes, I know," replied Mary, "and to be honest, I do want you to be with me. I need your support, Mum. Thanks for being there for me again." Julia smiled and holding her close, kissed Mary's forehead.
At that moment the door to the consulting room opened and a young nurse, of a similar age to Mary, appeared wearing a crisp white uniform. She entered the waiting room and approached the two women.
"Mary Sloan?" She asked, "Dr James can see you now."
Mary and her mother stood up with alacrity and followed the young nurse into the consultation room.
Dr James was seated at her table writing notes and when they entered, she swiftly rose to warmly greet them, shaking both women's hands in turn and putting them instantly at their ease.
Dr James was tall and slender with long brown hair that fell just below her shoulders. Her white coat was worn over a neat fitting navy skirt and a buttoned white blouse over which her stethoscope fell like a crazy necklace. Her breasts were small. Mary felt her eyes drawn towards them and the two dark nipples that she could just make out underneath the thin white linen.
"Sit down, please, make yourselves comfortable," Dr James entreated. "I am very pleased to meet you, Mary," Dr James continued smiling, "and Julia, it is so lovely to see you again so soon!"
"Allow me to introduce you both to my assistant Monica. She is a registered nurse. I have especially asked Monica to sit in on this consultation. She is studying to be a therapist. I find that one learns such a great deal by being involved with patient consultations and, of course, Monica helps me greatly in my examinations."
"One other thing that I should let you know before we start, is that I record all of my consultations on video. I find that when I rewatch them at night, I often pick up subtle clues that can prove critical in the diagnosis and treatment of my patients. Of course the recordings are all encrypted and stored in a highly secure environment that is only accessible by myself."
"I hope that these arrangements are acceptable to you both?"
Mary and Julia nodded their agreement and Dr James pressed the record button under her desk.
"Now that is all out of the way," said Dr James, "how may I help you ladies?"
Mary looked anxiously towards her mother and Dr James and then glanced over towards the young nurse, Monica, whose face was lowered while she studied a medical research paper of some sort.
"Well, umm, Dr...," Mary began nervously.
Dr James looked calmly at Mary while she struggled to find words.
"It's alright, Mary," said Dr James in a soothing manner. "I understand entirely how difficult it can be to talk about these things sometimes."
"Well," said Mary, "it's about down there," she said, vaguely indicating her pelvis with her hands.
Dr James looked over to Julia and nodded almost imperceptibly.
"Darling," Julia tenderly asked Mary, "would you prefer if I explained to Emma?" Emma was Dr James' christian name. Mary, somewhat relieved, nodded her agreement.
"Well, you see, Doctor," Julia started, "it's Mary's cunt," she said bluntly. Dr James nodded thoughtfully.
"Oh, I do hope that is the correct term," Julia continued, glancing from Dr James to her assistant, Monica. "I hope that I have not shocked you."
"Shocked us? No, not at all. 'Cunt' is the term we prefer to use here at the clinic, Julia," Dr James responded matter-of-factly. "We find it is much less confusing to our patients than the usual medical jargon."
"Quite so," agreed Julia with an approving smile.
"Now, Julia," Dr James asked, "what can you tell me about your concerns with Mary's cunt?"
Julia continued: "Well, I am not sure where to start. Mary's cunt appears absolutely normal to look at, in fact, her cunt is very lovely to look at and to feel, but, I am afraid that any penetration, however slight, seems to cause discomfort rather than pleasure."
"Well, that must be very distressing for Mary and the men in her life," Dr James said.
"There have never been men in Mary's life," replied Julia. "Men do not seem to appeal to Mary, if you know what I mean."
"Hmmm, I see," the doctor replied, scribbling down a note.
Mary sat quietly and looked down at her shoes. Monica moved her chair closer and took one of Mary's hands in hers to comfort her.