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'Mr Wilson?'*I looked up. The pretty, no, make that the beautiful nurse standing in the door of the crowded waiting room, was tall, with jet black hair and bright blue eyes that scanned the room. I put down the magazine and stood. 'That's me.'*She smiled a beguiling smile and held out her hand. 'Hi, I'm Dr O'Hara. My office is just down the hall.' She held the waiting room door open for me and then I followed her lead until she'd shown me into her office and locked the door behind me.*'Um, doctor, I was actually expecting Dr Graham O'Hara.'*'I'm not much for labels and such, so just call me Ann. Dad retired about two years ago. Have a seat.' I obeyed. 'Can I call you Tom?' I nodded. 'Okay, Tom. What can I do for you?'*'It's kind of personal.'*'You'd prefer a male doctor? No problem, I understand completely. I'll never forget my first GYN visit. Yuch! Let me see.' She spun and pulled up a booking calendar on her monitor. 'We can get you in to see Jack Costello on Tuesday. Is that all right?' It was only Thursday.*'Nothing sooner?'*'Sorry.'*'I don't think I can wait that long.''You're stuck with me then. What's bursa escort the problem?''All right. Here goes. When I pee, the tip of my penis burns a bit.'*'Any blood?'*'No.'*'What colour's the water?''Pale yellow.'*'Good. Any gunk oozing out?''No.'*'Is your penis look inflamed? Bright red or discoloured in any way?''No.'*'Any other symptoms? Constipation? Diarrhoea? Fever? Aches? Pains?''I get tired real easy.'*'Right. We'll run some labs, blood and urine, and take it from there depending on the results. In the meantime I'll prescribe an anaesthetic ointment to ease the discomfort until we know what's going on. Is that all right?' *I heaved a huge sigh of relief, took the prescription, thanked her and headed straight for the chemist's shop.My phone rang late on Monday afternoon.*'Tom? Hi, it's Ann. I have your test results. Can you drop by my office?'I glanced at my watch. It was 6:15. 'Doesn't your office close at six?'*'I'm just catching up on some paperwork so I'll be here for a while yet.''Twenty minutes?'*'Perfect. I'll see that the front door is unlocked.'*Thirty minutes later bursa escort bayan I was there and found her waiting for me at the reception desk working at the PC. 'There you are! Let's go to my office.' She led the way and I couldn't help admiring her butt. Where there'd been a floppy lab coat here was now a nice tight skirt. Once again she locked the door behind us.'Locking me in? Should I be worried?'*She laughed. 'Definitely! But, seriously, we're not the only ones here. Have a seat.' I sat and she flipped on her monitor. 'I have your lab results. The urine was clear, no trace of blood or any sign of infection. Your blood shows a bit of anaemia, so I'll set up some more tests to have a closer look at that. For now I'd just like to have a look at the plumbing if that's all right.'*I was feeling more comfortable with her now so I said 'fine.'*'It's been a while so we might as well do a general check up while we're at it. She handed me one of those gowns that are supposed to give patients the illusion of modesty.*'Everything?'*'You can keep your socks on.' She turned back to her escort bursa monitor to reinforce the illusory fantasy of privacy.The exam was efficient and thorough. 'So far, so good,' she said as she looked over my EKG tracing. 'You've lost a kilo or two over the last few years that you can ill afford, but nothing to worry about. Are you ready for the main event?'*She was, I thought, referring to my troublesome dick. 'I guess so.' I was wrong.*'I'll start with your prostate. Is that all right? You're over forty so we should be looking at it every year from now on.'*'Okay.' Not that it mattered. Already the blue glove was on her one hand and the lube tube was in her other.*'Lie on your side, facing the wall, knees to your chest please.' Latex fingers spread my cheeks and there was a quick squirt of cold lube, followed by a probing finger. It felt surprisingly good and it wasn't just a simple push. There was a bit of a twirl and a bit of subtle in and out thrusting giving me a definite and very pleasant tingling sensation. I must have let out a little gasp, because she suddenly stopped. 'Are you all right? Did I hurt you?'*'No. No! I'm fine, thanks.'*'Lookit, if I'm doing anything that makes you uncomfortable at all, just say so.' There was a few moments silence before the gentle, delicious, delightful probing resumed, and a few moments later, 'Are you still all right?'