Olivia and I sat in a cubicle inside the HCA tent. It was another Friday night, and we were set up near the entrance to Student Housing. Hopefully we’d get some volunteers. Julie was outside the tent, trying to tempt people into getting health screenings, and Michelle was sitting next to her at a table full of sports drinks, hoping to hydrate people who might have been drinking at house parties. From the main part of the tent we heard some laughter as Julie led some people in.

“Aaaand right here we have the wheel. Go ahead and spin and see what health screening you can get!” Then more quietly, “And seriously, take Michelle up on those Gatorades. We’re not part of campus administration or anything, but if your RA sees you’ve been drinking you’ll get in trouble.”

The girls laughed loudly, “We haven’t been! Seriously!” We heard the sound of the picker-wheel spinning, it’s rubber arrow clicking on the pegs. Suddenly both girls burst out laughing again, “Oh my God no like that’s seriously too much, hahahaha” said one.

“Yeah, like, wait you mean like boobs?” said the other.

“Breast exams are very important” we heard Julie saying, “and most women our age don’t know how to do self-exams. You pop in, get checked, learn how to do it yourselves, then take these gift cards home! If you’d rather you can even do it together.” Both girls started giggling uncontrollably.

“Ok fine, how much are the gift cards?”

“They’re ten dollars.”

“Fuck it, sure. Where do we do this?”

“Now I have your forms just head straight through that door, and you’ll meet our screeners.”

The door opened, and two girls stepped in. “Eric, Olivia, this is Vanessa and Jess.” Jess was tall, with brown hair like Olivia, though straight instead of wavy. Vanessa was blond. Both were dressed to go out, Jess in a black dress that showed off her legs, and Vanessa in an even shorter silver dress. Jess was tan, and looked athletic. Vanessa was a little bigger, her cleavage pressing against her dress. They both looked like they were on the way back from a party.

“Oh my God, he’s hot!” Jess collapsed, giggling, as Vanessa punched her. I felt myself blush a little.

“Are you sure you want to proceed?” asked Olivia, a little hesitantly.

“Oh yeah,” said Jess. “Let’s do this.”

“Ok, well if you’re both sure you want to, and you’re ok doing your screenings together, could you both hop up on the table?” Once again, I felt a little shaky. This was happening, or about to happen. I could tell Olivia was a little nervous by the way she kept looking around the room, but she seemed confident. “Great, now, Jess, right? I’ll examine you, and my colleague Eric here can examine you Vanessa. Eric?”

I jumped up from where I’d been sitting, and we both moved to opposite ends of the table. The table wasn’t that big, so the two girls were sitting close to each other, their thighs almost touching. Olivia was talking again. Both Jess and Vanessa kept giggling. “Ok, now you know the procedure, I’d like to ask both of you to please remove your clothes from the waist up. Here you go Eric.” She tugged two pairs of nitrile gloves from the box on the table and passed a pair to me. Both girls were quieter now, looking at the gloves, then at each other. Vanessa blushed deep red, then slowly started pulling her right arm out of her dress. In training they’d told us to we could turn away to provide privacy while people undressed, but out of the corner of my eye I could see both of them first pulling their dresses down around their stomachs, then after looking at each other again before quickly looking away. Jess was wearing a black bra with grey flowers and Vanessa’s was bright pink and lacy. I heard the soft smack of nitrile on skin as Olivia pulled on her gloves, and almost jumped. Quickly I pulled on my own gloves, and turned back. Both girls were covering their boobs with their hands, pointedly looking off in different directions. Vanessa’s eyes were fixed on my gloved hands. I remembered this from my screening, the moment right before it happened.

“Ok!” I said, more confidently than I felt. I moved closer to Vanessa, and at the opposite end of the table, Olivia took her position next to Jess. Both of their dresses were bunched up around their stomaches, but except for that they were naked. “Hands by your sides, please” I said, “and we’ll get started. First I’m just going to do a quick visual examination, and then you’ll feel me palpate your chest.” Vanessa blushed still deeper, and Jess giggled nervously. I took another step closer, and after quickly meeting her eyes, looked down at Vanessa’s breasts. 
 They were round, slightly bigger than I’d been expecting, her nipples pink. I was suddenly very aware of how hot it was in the tent. “Ok,” I said, “You’ll feel me touch you.”

I slowly began palpating her breast with the tips of my fingers, the way the health center nurse had taught us. Adrenaline was still pumping through me. I felt hyper-aware of how close we were, the sound of my gloves on her skin. I pushed in small circular motions, starting with the bottom of her breast and moving up to the top, skirting around her nipple. Next to Vanessa, I could see Olivia doing the same, intently focused on Jess’s boobs, her hands sliding over them, pushing and palpating. I didn’t feel any lumps, just the soft bounciness of her chest.

I moved to Vanessa’s left breast, again cupping her gently and then pushing with the pads of my gloved fingers. I watched as my fingers pressed into her again and again. I put my right hand on her back, “Could you sit up just a little bit more?” She straightened under my hand. “Ok now if you could raise both your arms, and rest your hands on your head.”

“You too, Jess,” said Olivia. “This helps stretch out your breasts so that we can feel any smaller lumps.”

“You haven’t found anything, have you?” Asked Jess, a little nervously.

“Nope” said Olivia, “You both look really good.”

Both Jess and I blushed. As both girls raised their arms, lacing their fingers behind their heads, I could feel myself getting harder. Their breasts were taught, pushed out in front of them.

“Eric, let’s switch,” said Olivia. “Two pairs of eyes are better than one!”

Nodding, I moved over to Jess. Her breasts were a little bit smaller than Vanessa’s. She was more athletic, and a bit firmer. I could feel her heart beating fast. Her skin was a little bit damp, and as I pressed gently on the edge of her boob, I saw a drop run down her side.

“Are you ok? You’re doing really well, I said reassuringly.” She nodded. “Ok last thing I just need to check your nipples for discharge.”

“This might be a little uncomfortable,” chimed in Olivia. I swallowed, then touched her nipple. Through my glove I could tell it was already semi-firm, but got harder as I began to touch it. I could feel myself getting more and more turned on. Jess blushed as I slowly squeezed her nipple. I heard Vanessa gasp slightly as Olivia did the same. After I squeezed her other nipple I let out a breath, stepping back.

“Ok! Said Olivia, you’re almost all done. Do either of you do breast self-exams at home?” Both girls shook their heads. “Ok,” said Olivia, “Lots of girls like to do them when they’re in the shower. That way you have some privacy, especially in the dorms, and can really relax and take your time.”

I imagined them in the showers, arms up, rubbing their boobs. I met Vanessa’s eyes and we both blushed. “Now,” said Olivia, “while you both have your tops off I’d like you to practice. I’m wearing a bra so I won’t be able to feel anything, but the motion is the same. Go ahead and mirror me.”

We all looked at Olivia as, still wearing her exam gloves, she raised her arm and began slowly pressing on her right breast. “Just like this.” Her fingers began moving over her chest, still covered by her tight polo. We watched as she began to feel up her own boob, looking down, pressing first at the edges, then working towards the middle. I wasn’t sure what to do with my hands.

The girls slowly began to copy her, touching their own breasts. “Vanessa, you need to push a little bit more. Especially for bigger girls it’s important to really palpate your breast. Eric, you still have your gloves on, could you show her?”

I moved forward from where I’d been standing and took her hand in mine. It felt weird, holding her fingers in my glove and pressing them into her breast. We were really close, I could hear her breathing. “Ok now you try,” I said. She pushed more firmly, moving her hands around her chest.

“There you go!” Said Olivia.

As Jess and Vanessa put their bras on and pulled their dresses back up, I handed them their gift cards and some pamphlets on breast health. After they left I looked over at Olivia, who was tossing her gloves into the wastebasket. “First one done.”