Jenny returned to her chair, and was taken back out into the hallway, next to a different door. Jessica had helped her back into the apron, which was now completely soaked down to her waist. It clung tightly to the curvature of her breasts. Her exposed cleavage was wet, and glistened with fluid.
Jessica put her chart down next to the chair. "All we need now is your chest X-ray, and then we can get going. The room is in use right now, so you can relax for a few minutes until they're ready. I'm going to try to find a cup of coffee. I'll be right back." She turned and walked away, down the hall.
Two minutes later the door next to her opened, and a male patient walked out, followed by another man in a white lab coat. "You can go back to the exam room now, Mr. Thomas, the doctor will be back with you shortly." He turned, and noticed Jenny. Reaching down, he looked at the clipboard. "You're here with Dr. Stevens, Jenny?" he asked, still flipping through her chart. He looked quite young, and very nerdy. He was wearing thick glasses, and had a mess of curly, uncombed hair.