James watched the departure of his new bud, Mary, and then shook his head to clear it. Evidently, the female he saw in her bra and jeans was returning from her lab. Now, was his turn.

He pulled the dress shirt free, and began unbuttoning. Slowly, the two pieces separated, and he slipped it off, revealing his black, tight a-shirt. Kim had told him to wear whatever he wanted for their "date" later.

He just happened to remember the other part, and he gulped. His briefs were definitely NOT standard issue. He placed the shirt on the back of the patient chair, and his a shirt on top. He then hopped onto the end of the exam table, and waited.

He looked around the exam room. No stacks of linen or cloth. No gloves, He exhaled. Maybe it won't be too bad. His thought was broken by a knock, and the door opened. He was seated on the end of the table, facing the door at a slight angle, His young adult body was on display, with the well developed abs, and the areas above well toned from conditioning.

Mary smiled, ok, ready?

James gulped, stood, picking up the specimen cup, nodded, and walked through the open door.