I hold the gown and then ask “I am just shy with my MIL giving me an exam. Is it really necessary? I can get it done from my doctor!”

“It is and I am your doctor from now so forget about your regular doctor. I will be incharge of your health. Why would you go to someone else when you know so many doctors on this side of the family. We will take care of you and even operate on you when we feel the need. Am I clear?”

“Yes but…”“But what? Are you hiding something from me and thats why you are nervous?”

“No Sangeeta! I was just not prepared”“Well but I am. Also you should address me professionally here. I am your doctor here so it should be Dr. Sangeeta and in the OT I am Surgeon Sangeeta. Remember that. Now go change in to the gown.”

“Yes Dr. Sangeeta.” I say and then go behind the screen to change in the gown.

While I am changing, I hear Sangeeta speaking on the phone to someone “Prepare the OT for all kinds of procedures. I am sure some procedures will be needed. Yes. I am in the exam room right next to the main OT on the second floor. Ok great!”

When I come out from behind the curtain, I see her keep the phone down and tie her hair in a neat plaid. I watch as she does that and then see her putting on her glasses back and reach out for the light blue nitrile gloves. She wears the right hand first and then looks me in the eye as she snaps it in place and then puts on the left one as well with a snap while looking me in the eyes. I just watch in awe.

“Lets start” she says and I nod.

She does some basic stuff like measure my heart rate, check my eyes and ears, BP, reflexes etc and then asks me to sit on the table while she pulls a stool with wheels and sits on it.

“I am now going to ask you questions about your medical history and preferences. They might sound invasive and personal but you need to answer those honestly as it’s important that we know everything about you.”

“Yes, Sangeeta.”

“What did I tell you about addressing me as?” She asks a little sternly.

“Doctor, Sangeeta”

“Yes. Remember it.” She says as she removes her gloves and grabs a clipboard and a pen.

“The questions that I am going to ask you will be about your sexual life and preferences. Be honest and answer.”

I am surprised “what! Do you really need answers to questions like that!?!”

“Of course. Why else would I ask? Don’t make a fuss about it. Your doctor needs to know everything. Lets start.”

“ Are you a virgin?”

“No”

“Do you masturbate and how often?”

I blush and then lie “Rarely”.

“Rarely! Don’t lie, Allan! Out with it!”

“Well I am not proud about it but almost everyday…”

“Everyday! Who or what do you think about?”

“Just stuff”

“Allan! Tell me what gets you off! Your fiancé or some fantasy or something else?”

“Well its some fantasy”

“What fantasy…out with it NOW” she raises her voice.

“Well, umm…it’s something about surgeons, uniforms.”

“What! Surgeons…you have a medical fetish! That’s why you are nervous right now and were resisting!”

“No…I just…”

“Just what…you know that I am a surgeon and my family has many surgeons and all of us work here…you fetishized our profession? What turns you on…tell me…about surgeons and uniforms…huh?”

“ No…its just…that…the…uniforms, gloves, masks, haircaps and….and the demeanor of strict surgeons doing conventional and non conventional things….the invasive and painful processes makes me wonder…rather the imagination of what female doctor do makes me get off.”

She just stares at me in disbelief…thinking and then makes a note on her clipboard. She picks up the phone and makes a call.

“He has some sort of medical or surgical fetish. He just told me. I think we should bring him in the OR and investigate/operate. I have some ideas but they are extreme…uh huh…yes…we can do a lot…I will take him with me now.” She hangs up and then looks at me.

“Who did you tell that too?” I ask nervously.

She ignores my question “ Allan, you are to follow me to the OT next door where I will change onto Operation gear and we will continue. Remember, I will be your surgeon in the OT. Not your MIL, not your doctor. Lets go”

“But…is it really….”

“It is now that I know a little about your fantasy and I will find out more in the OT. Now don’t ask questions and follow me.”

I get up and start to follow her as she gets out of the exam room door.