EroticReverie

Juliette Jane James

"What a pretty name" the assistant says as she looks at my chart.

"It sounds like a porn star name." I say and she looks up at me, and she's not sure if she should laugh or not. 

I give a little smile. 

"Sorry." I say and she gives a little smile back. 

"It's quite alright." she says as she looks down at the questionaire I filled out as a new patient. 

"So you're a new patient, we have all of your old records. Anything we should know, was there a reason you left your last Gynecologist office? " she asks and I shake my head. 

"The doctor I was seeing retired." I say. 

"My main health care physician recommended you guys. And ta-da" I say out stretching my hands as I sit in the regular chair. 

She smiles. 

"Well I'm glad they recommended you to us. You'll love Dr. Taylor, he's very professional, yet not so stuffy where he makes you uncomfotable." she says and I give a nod. 

"Cool." I say and then look around at the office. 

"I just have a few questions that I'm sure Dr. Taylor will want to review, and please be honest, it's the only way we can best treat our patients." she says with a kind smile and I nod with my own smile. 

"Are you currently sexually active?"     "Yes" 

"How many sexual partners have you had?"  "Eight." 

"Do you use any for of contrception or protection?"  "Yes. I use condoms." 

"Are you periods irregular at all?"  "No....well sometimes...but not by much." 

She nods. 

"Heavy bleeding, clots?"  "Sometimes" 

"Are you concerned about your cycle at all , any issues we should let Dr. Taylor know about?" 

I shake my head. " Nope... I mean...the cramps suck." 

"It says here you're not currently on any form of birth control, would you be intersted in that at all? It can sometimes help relieve the intensity of your cramps, and regulate your period. As well as the obvious contraception." she says. 

I shake my head. "I dont think so." 

"That's alright." she smiles. "But if you ever have any concerns about taking it, you can discuss it with doctor Taylor. There's multiple option available." 

"alright" I say with a smile and a nod. 

"Did you want an STD screening today?" she asks. 

I shrug. "Sure." 

She nods and checks something on the tablet on her little desk tray. 

"the STD screening will be for chlamydia, gonorrhea, HIV, Hepatitis B, Syphillis, and trichomoniasis" she says.

"What's that last one?" I ask my brows pinching and she smiles. 

"It's a very common STD. It's caused by a ptorozoan parasite called-"

"Oh god." I shake my head. "That's, that's enough. God." I shiver and she smiles. 

"Well most people who have it can't tell they're infected so that's why we test for it." she says and I nod. 

"Well...fingers crossed." I say lifting my fingers and crossing them and she smiles with a little giggle. 

"Any unusual discharge recently, foul smells, itching, any kinds of pain or anything else you want us to know about?"  I shake my head. 

"Nope. Just looking to get the ole girl checked out. Make sure she's in top top shape." I say and she gives a little giggle. 

"You'll get along with Dr. Taylor just fine." she says and I smile. 

"He has an affinity for patients with inappropriate doctors office humor?" I ask. 

She giggles. "He's a funny guy. You're a funny girl. I'm sure you'll be very comfortable."  she says. 

"Cool." I say. 

"Alright, well, here's the gown. Everything off, bra and panties too." she says.

I cock a brow as I take the paper gown. 

"Do women really leave their underwear on when coming for a pelvic exam?" I ask. 

She gives a smile and bites her lips and nods. 

I laugh. 

"I think they just get nervous and forget honestly." she giggles. 

"Oh, I have a piercing...down....ya know...there" I say and point with both fingers.

She nods. "That's alright, it wont prevent any issues with the exam." 

I nod. "Cool." 

She smiles. 

"Nice to meet you Miss James." she says and I nod. 

"You too!" I say and she leaves me in the exam room. 

I pull off my shirt, and unclasp my bra. Take off my jeans and my panties and my sneakers. 

I wiggle my toes in my duck socks. The toes are orange for the beak with round black dots for eyes on the tp of my foot, and then an orange heel. 

"Nah." I say when I think to myself about removing them. 

I put on the flimsy paper gown and hop up on the crinkly paper covering the seat and stare at the stirrups and shake my head. 

"Been awhile friends." I say and reach over and pat one of them. 

Most females were nervous going to the gyno, and I was too my first time. But my last doctor was great. He'd been an old man, that reminded me of a skinny santa clause. And who can be nervous around Santa Claus? 

I sit there on the table and wiggle and move my head back and forth as I hum a song I got stuck in my head on the drive here. 

Minutes go by and I look at the clock, it's only been five and I sigh. I wasn't a very pateint person. I wasn't ever rudely impatient though so I just wiggled my toes and looked around the office. 

I look at the pussy illustration on the wall. Vagina. Vagina illustration. I study it like I don't know what a vagina looks like. 

There's also a uterus model as well as stomach with a fetus inside. 

"Hey little guy" I say with a nod, talking to myself keeping myself amused as I wait for the doctor.  I also look at the model vulva and then decide i'm probably going to be in here a while so I hop off, the crinkly paper sticking to my ass and I push it off and walk over to the models. 

I shake my head looking at the vulva model, and sigh. 

"It's right there...right fricken there...and they can't find it." I say looking at the fake clit. 

I move over to the baby in the belly. 

I pull the baby out of the fake womb when there's a knock at the door. 

"Come in" I say and then go to set the lil guy back in his nest. 

"She just gave birth, you missed it, I really could have used your-" I'm talking with a smile on my face at how fucking clever and hilarious I think I am when I drop the fucking baby right on his head and the plastic fetus goes bouncing and rolling across the floor to his feet. 

"Wha....." I say staring at him. This has to be a sick joke. 

"Hello Juliette." he smiles. 

"I....uh..." I'm at a loss for words. 

"I dropped your baby." I say and he smiles and looks at the floor. 

"You sure did, hopefully there wont be any long term effects or brain damage" he says and bends over and picks up the plastic baby and hands it to me. 

"An almost successful delivery Juliette." he says and I give a half laugh, because I'm too stunned.

"How have you been?" he asks. 

I just blink. 

"I uh...good" I say. 

"You?" I ask. 

He smiles brightly.

"I'm great, thank you for asking. How are your brothers? I haven't talked to Jacob in a few years, I heard he's married now." he says and I just nod. 

"They're good. Yeah. Married." I say and he smiles.

"Well take a seat, we can review your chart, and records then we can catch up during the exam" he says as if it's just some casual thing. Well...it is. But...now it's not. 

Eight year old me is freaking the fuck out.  Eight year old me is staring at her very first crush, whose mom used to baby sit me and was best friends with my oldest brother growing up. There was a ten year age gap. But, I was an eight year old hussy apparently who liked older men. 

"currently active....condoms...good....eight partners....slightly irregular..." he lifts his head and clicks his stylus pen and looks up. 

"when was your last menses?" he asks and I am still too stunned. 

He was still, a god. He seemed even taller than he was before, he had to be at least six foot four. His hair was...mmm.  He had his full head of hair still, which was....mmm. It would have been tragic for Jameson Taylor to end up prematruely balding or be cursed with a receeding hair line.  His hair was thick and short on the side, almost buzzed and a little longer on top, just enough to grab onto. Whoah. Whoah whoah. I was gonna end up like that belly mold with a fetus in me if I didnt calm down. 

"Juliette?" he asks. 

"huh?" I ask breaking my gaze from his thick dark lashes and light blue eyes, only to redirect my eyes to them.

"Sorry, what?" I ask and he smiles. 

"Are you alright?" he asks with a friendly smile. 

No. No I am not Jameson, because you're about to see my vuvla, about to see my non plastic, non educational reference pussy , and be sticking things in it. And touching my breasts. Oh god. He was going to be touching my breasts. 

He clears his throat. 

"You....didn't know I was going to be your gynecologist." he says , guessing why I'm stunned. 

"Um...yeah...no. I ...I didn't know it was you." I say. 

He gives me a smile. 

"I can reschedule you with someone else if you'd like. I won't be offended, it can be uncomfortable to be examined by someone you know." he says. "Do you want to reschedule?" 

No Jameson. No I fucking don't , because I'm a little pervert that wants you to touch her her tits in the most unclinical , yet clinical way you can imagine. I wont get mad if you grope me Jameson. Grope me. Please.

"No." I say. "I...I just ..havent seen you in forever!" I say. "Ole chap" I say and he lets out a little laugh. 

"Yeah...it's been awhile...last time I saw you, you were what , probably 10?" he asks. 

I nod. 

"Still a big Justin Bieber fan?" he asks and I flush red and slap a hand to my face. 

"Baby, baby, baby ohhhh" he sings quietly and I groan. 

"Oh god." I laugh into my hands. "Stop it !" I say and shake my head. 

He laughs. "I'm just teasing, your love for the biebs was adorable." 

The Biebs, He called him the biebs. Be still my heart. 

"He turned out...well." he says and I laugh. 

"Yeah...sure. He went off the rails for a bit , but...yeah...you do not want to talk about Justin Bieber" I say and he smiles. 

"I may have been a fan of a few of the more recent songs" he says. 

"You're lying." I say. 

"Yes. I am." he says and I laugh. 

"Do you prefer silence, a step by step, or casual conversation during exams?" he asks and I cock my brow. 

"Silence would be creepy." I say and he chuckles. 

"Some patients are more comfortable not talking." he says. 

I shake my head. "Not me."

"Noted...extra silence." he says and I give a little smile. 

"So somewhere between step by step and conversation?" he says and I nod. 

"That sounds about right." I tell him and he nods. 

"Alright, two old chums talking about the good old days, while giving the step by step, coming right up."