aunt mom “Ah ,erm yes, er, come in ,come in,” he stumbles, standing up to show me to a chair opposite where he sits. I smile shyly at him and sit down, crossing my long, tanned legs.
After a few moments shuffling paper around his desk he looks up at me and smiles.
” Good , Good”, he says, as he tries not to stare at my legs, ” Its Katie ………, is that right?”
I nod, “That’s right”.
“Ok. What can I do for you today, Katie?”
aunt mom Now I put my naughty plan into action – the one I’ve been thinking about all day. Its quite simple really. I am playing my role as the stunning, horny teenage girl, who is at the same time naive and innocent; unaware of the effect she has on men, with no understanding of how her behaviour is interpreted, or the impact of her appearance.
I smile shyly at the doctor. ” Well, it’s a bit embarrassing really………….” I reply. There is a pause, as I look at the floor.
“Katie, just take your time, there’s no hurry. Anything you tell me will remain confidential. What happens in this room is between us, OK?”
aunt mom I nod. “OK. Well, I just wanted you to check that I’ve got nothing wrong with me”.
“I see”, he says, “Well, I’ll certainly try. What are you worried about in particular?”
“Well, er…………..I been having some…er..fluid, coming out… from …..,” I look down, and vaguely point down to my crotch area, “down here”.
“I see”, he says. ” And when does this happen – how often?”
“Well…………its usually when I …………..you know………touch myself down here,” I reply, and point between my legs.
“Oh..I see,” he replies.
aunt mom He leans back in his chair, and I look at him, blinking innocently. There is a pause as he turns and writes down something in my medical notes.
