It was a warm, spring afternoon back in the year of 1959 and at that time, here in the United States, there were no sexual harassment laws. My fiancee and I were to be married and it was a state law that you had to have a blood test before the marriage.
My fiancee was a very beautiful, voluptuous eighteen year old girl and I was twenty. We were just two naive kids.
For our blood tests, we made an appointment with her family doctor. Doctor Sanders had his own practice. His office was a portion of his large home as so many doctors had at that time.
His office had it's own entrance and we entered into a small waiting room. He did not have a nurse or a receptionist as his wife would sometimes assist him when he was busy. This day it seemed to be slow.
We sat in the waiting room for a few minutes until an old women came out of the office with the doctor. He bid the woman fair well and then turning to us, he pointed at me and said, "I'll take you next."
He was a tall, handsome man, in his late fifties with a full head of salt and pepper hair. I remember he was a pleasant man with large hands.
I followed him into his office where he had a desk, chairs, book cases, all in a deep mahogany. Going through his office, we entered into the examination room which was furnished with a couple of chairs, a sink, cabinets and an examination table all done in white.
"Okay Jack. So you're here for a blood test. Getting married is a big step in a man's life. Take a seat here and give me your arm."
Rubbing alcohol on my arm he continued, "So, tell me. What do you do for a living?"
"I'm in construction. I drive a truck."
"Oh! Okay. This won't hurt. Just a little pin prick. Are you and your fiancee sexually active?"
I thought for a moment not knowing what to answer. Then he asked me again, "Are you and your girlfriend having sexual intercourse?"
"No, no doctor. We decided to wait till we're married."
"That's good to hear. Too many people are jumping into bed before they even know each other. Okay, let me put a bandage on this for you. Now do you want to pay for your fiancee also?"
"Yes doctor."
"All right. That will be ten dollars and let me give you a receipt... Here you go, good luck in your marriage and you can send the young lady in."
"Thank you doctor."
It took all of five minutes and I was out of his office, telling my girl friend it was her turn. She said, "Here, hold my purse."
She walked into the doctors office leaving the door slightly ajar behind her. Then I saw the doctor close the door and it gave me a little tinge of concern, knowing that she was alone with a man behind a closed door.
I sat in the waiting room for twenty minutes and then an old man and woman came in. We all sat there for another fifteen minutes before my fiancee came out, following behind her, the doctor greeted the old couple.
Now before this visit, my fiancee was excited and constantly talking about the wedding plans but now, she was very silent. We got into my car and as I started driving, I asked her what took her so long in his office? She answered, "Just drive."
I stopped at a traffic light, looked over at her and I asked again, "Why are you so sullen? What happened in there?"
"Just drive."
"No! What happened? Tell me! I want to know."
She looked at me for a moment, hesitating, as if trying to decide whether to tell me or not and then she said, "He played with my tits and then fingered my pussy."
"He what!? No. He's a doctor!"
"I'm telling you what he did."
I felt the blood rush through my body as the anger overcame me. There was a parking spot on the side of the road and I pulled the car into it. Turning off the engine, I turned to her and said, "Look! I want you to tell me everything. Everything that he did and said, exactly. Don't leave anything out."
She began her story: "I went into his office, he closed the door and led me into the examination room. He pointed to a chair for me to sit down and asked,"
"Okay Rosemarie, which arm shall we take the blood from?"
"I gave him my right arm and he put alcohol on it asking me,"
"So when was the last time you saw a doctor?"
"About two years ago. My mother brought me in here to see you. I was all congested with a terrible cough and sore throat."
"Oh. I'll take a look at it when I'm finished here. How is your mom?"
"She's fine doctor and my throat is Okay."
"That's all right. I'll look at it anyway. How is your health overall. Any problems?"
"No doctor. I'm fine."
"How are your menstruates? Are they regular?"
"Yes doctor."
"No problems in between?"
"No doctor. I'm really fine."
"When was the last time you had your period?"
"Two weeks ago."
"You know Rosemarie, now that you are a young woman and you are about to become sexually active, I think that I should give you an exam. Just to make sure everything is in good condition and we don't end up with some unforeseen problems."
"I'll be Okay, doctor."
