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nicely and there was only a cluster of small itchy bumps left, near her vaginal opening.
    “It could be an STD, huh?” she asked the doctor, shyly. This was her first pelvic exam and pap smear. She lay on the examination table with her legs wide open and her feet lodged in stirrups.
    “It could be,” the milky-skinned blonde woman said as she slipped her long narrow hands into two rubber gloves. “Then again, it could be nothing. Why don’t we wait and see what it is?” The woman smiled so warmly at her young patient, Korea felt it.
    This doctor is pretty
, she thought.
No, she is beautiful
. To Korea, she looked more like a model than someone who would be working at the local free clinic. Her eyes were such a pale blue, they were almost translucent. Her cheekbones were high and well-defined and her small, pouty lips looked like somebody had drawn them on her face with a calligraphy pen.
    Korea was lost in these thoughts when the pretty doctor nudged her knee a bit to get her to open her legs wider.
    “Relax,” she said. “This won’t hurt. I’m going to…”
    As Doctor Model went on to describe the next steps she wouldtake, Korea could feel a warming sensation running completely through her body as two well-lubricated gloved fingers reached inside of her. With her other hand, the doctor pressed around on her stomach, leaning forward just enough so that Korea caught the scent of her cotton candy breath, flooding her belly with butterflies. At first, Korea thought she had to pee. As the doctor reached her fingers deep down inside of her, tapping and searching around for “lumps, bumps or anything unusual,” Korea felt something she had never felt before; a strong increasing urge to bear down and squeeze.
    “Wait,” she said, grabbing a fist full of the plastic pad underneath her. “I…” Korea tried to warn the woman of the impending flood, but suddenly her entire body seemed to sneeze.
    “Whoa, young lady…,” the doctor said. “That was a first,” she said, taking her fingers out of the patient so quickly, Korea had an aftershock of tiny jolts and quivers.
    “I’m sorry,” Korea said. Her heart was pounding inside her chest; it’s rhythm spreading through her veins, clear down to the little button she had been pushing on all those nights since Keith had licked her there. She lay on a soaked pad, hiding behind the hand over her face.
    Korea decided, in that very moment, that she might never need a dick, or a man, again. Keith’s dick had never made her feel this way; whatever
this way
was. She wanted to feel it over and over again. She wanted to feel it forever. And if it only existed in the fingertips of a beautiful woman with cotton candy breath, so be it. She was going to make a way to leave Keith immediately.
    “Don’t worry. You’ll have it all under control before you know it,” Doctor Model said, peeling the gloves off of her hands and dropping them into the trashcan. She handed a clean, dry, blue plastic and cotton pad to Korea.
    “Was that what I think it was?” Korea asked her.
    “I’m pretty sure,” the doctor replied over her shoulder as she washed her hands and forearms in the sink. “Okay, let me start the exam over.” She walked back over to the table and slipped her hands into a new pair of gloves.
    “Thanks,” Korea said. Then, realizing that it may have sounded like she was thanking the woman for making her climax on the table, she corrected herself. “I mean, thank you for not making me feel embarrassed.”
    “Of course,” she said and exhaled.
    There’s that cotton candy again
, Korea thought as she closed her eyes.
    “Okay,” the woman said, preparing her young patient. “This part might not be quite so pleasant,” Korea could hear the magician say as she lay feeling the tingles slowly dissipate.
    Suddenly, all sense of pleasure came to a quick freeze when the cold speculum slipped inside of her. She could feel the cool clinic air rush into her open body;