Julia sat nervously in the doctor's waiting room thumbing through a magazine without looking at it. Normally a visit to the doctor held no worries for her, but recently she had moved away from home thanks to a new job. She had registered with a local doctor, a lady doctor, on the recommendation of her boss, but in conversation with a work colleague had been warned about another doctor at the practice. The colleague had told Julia, with a knowing smirk, to watch out for Dr Reynolds because 'he's got a reputation with the girls'. "He will get your knickers off at the drop of a hat" her friend had warned.
For the last few days Julia had been suffering with a very sore throat so decided to see her doctor and get some medication. The problem had arisen when she booked in, and was told by the receptionist that her own doctor was not duty today so Dr Reynolds was taking the afternoon surgery.
'What the heck' thought Julia' it's only a sore throat so he can't make much out of that'. The surgery did not operate an appointment system so patients had to sit and wait their turn. There were plenty of them varying in age and sex but Julia's concern was heightened as she noticed that the younger women all seemed to spend more time with the doctor than anyone else.
At that moment the buzzer sounded and everyone in the waiting room looked at Julia. Standing up she walked out into the hallway and across to the door of the consulting room. Julia knocked and entered. Dr Reynolds was sitting at his desk and indicated that she should sit in the chair opposite. Julia was surprised to see that he was a good looking man in his early forties with short trimmed fair hair, wearing a smart three piece suit. He in turn took in Julia's tall trim figure, clearly imagining what delights were hidden beneath her trendy embroidered silk smock, maxi skirt and high leather boots.
" It's Miss Bryson , correct?" he asked glancing at her medical record card which lay in front of him on the desk. " We have not met before?"
"No, I registered with Dr Pargeter." Julia replied.
"So what brings you here today?"
" I've got this irritating sore throat, and wondered if you could give me something for it."
" I'm sure we can sort that out for you. Let me have a look." said the doctor as he rose, came around the desk and palpated the glands in her neck. Then taking a wooden spatula from the jar on the desk he told Julia to open wide and say 'ah'.
" Yes that doesn't look too good, but some antibiotics should quickly clear the infection up. I'll write you a prescription." He said returning to his chair.
There, thought Julia, that wasn't too bad but she was about to be surprised. Dr Reynolds had again picked up her record card.
" I see here that you have not yet had a new patient check up. Was there a reason for that?" he asked.
" Oh." said Julia thinking quickly. " Dr Pargeter was a bit busy that day so I said I would come back again when she had more time."
Dr Pargeter had hinted that the practice also held the newly introduced Well Woman clinics but Julie didn't fancy the prospect of her private parts being poked about so had deliberately forgotten to return.
"No need for that. We'll do it now."
" But you are very busy. There are lots of people in the waiting room. I'll come back some other day."
"No time like the present. Why don't you just go behind the screen, slip out of all your things, and hop up on the couch. Tell me when you are ready."
" You mean take all my clothes off?" squeaked Julia
" I most certainly do." said Dr Reynolds with a wolfish smile.
