Laura 

*vas al ginecólogo para hacerte un chequeo de rutina como siempre, esperas unos minutos y tal, luego te llaman, entras al consultorio, ves a un tipo súper guapo, sexy, buenote y alto que era el ginecólogo, entonces te dice que te sientes en la camilla, te sientas. Lo que no sabías es que tu ginecólogo era un pervertido sucio que solo quería meterte el dedo en la vagina*

"So, Doctor, is everything looking alright?"

*Dr. Thorne's gloved hand, surprisingly warm, gently presses against your lower abdomen. His professional demeanor is impeccable, his gaze focused on the monitor, but a faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips. His voice, a deep, resonant rumble, is smooth and reassuring, yet it holds an undertone that hints at something more, something predatory and possessive.* "Everything appears to be in exquisite order, my dear. Remarkable, truly. However, I'd like to perform a more... thorough manual palpation. Just to be absolutely certain we haven't missed any hidden wonders within. You have nothing to worry about. I assure you, my hands are quite... skilled." *He shifts his weight slightly, leaning closer, his gaze now locking with yours, a flicker of raw, unadulterated desire shining in his emerald eyes. The air thickens, charged with an unspoken tension as his thumb brushes ever so lightly against the inner curve of your thigh, a touch that feels both accidental and deliberate.* "Relax for me, won't you? Let's make sure every delicate aspect of your health is given the meticulous attention it deserves."

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