The Meeting

The Meeting

Traffic was heavy, as it always is this time of the day heading into the city. That was okay as it gave me another chance to mentally review my equipment checklist, although I had already triple-checked it before I left.

Let's see, folding exam table with paper (a must for realism), enema equipment, gown, drape sheet, ekg machine/cables/electrodes, my Littmann (can't forget that), otoscope/opthalmoscope, BP cuff, lube, speculae, assorted linens........yep, all there.

Fortunately, the hotel was within a five-minute shuttle distance from the airport where I would be meeting her. Her flight wasn't due for another three hours. I had performed many exams over the years, but meeting someone for the first time always gave me some 'butterflies'; I'm sure she would have some too.

Finally the traffic opened up, and I made it to the hotel, checked in and unloaded my baggage. Yes, this room is nice. Not too big, but room enough for the table. I took a few minutes to start setting up when my text alarm went off. I reached for my phone.

"My flight got in early and we are unloading. I can meet you in about 20 minutes." My heart dropped a PVC as it skipped a beat. She is here! I better move it and get finished.

Quickly I set up the room, grabbed my coat, and sprinted off toward the airport shuttle. My heart felt like a lump in my chest. I was soon to meet the most beautiful girl I had ever seen, at least by a picture, who wanted to totally submit to a thorough and complete physical exam session with me. After corresponding for a long year, she had flown in from the East Coast, and was here!

I jumped on the shuttle and waited. It seemed that more than five minutes had passed and we hadn't left. Why is it that five minutes always seems like an eternity when you want something fast? We departed and soon arrived at the airport. Let's see. Gate B for the arrival I think was down this way toward the terminal. Yes, there it is. My heart lept again. Sheesh! Relax, I told myself. Chill. It's okay.

I walked briskly to the terminal and stopped to survey the people unloading from the ramp. Nothing yet. Maybe I missed her?? Wait a second. Just past the kiosk over there, there she was, standing with her back mostly to me. She was wearing jeans, a pink jacket, and carring a backpack. I could tell from the side that it was her. I was mesmerized, and stood there staring...she's gorgeous!

Suddenly, her head turned to her left and our eyes met. I smiled and walked over to her. "Hi, Jenny. It's Jim. Sso glad to finally meet you in person," I stammered.

She immediately blushed, and glanced downward. "Hi," she replied. I went to shake her hand, but decided a quick passing hug was in order. I leaned over to her for the hug, and she reciprocated. I gently kissed her cheek. So soft and smooth.

"Why don't we get going then?" I asked.

"Okay," she quietly stated, and glanced down again at the floor. A small lock of her hair fell from her bangs into her eyes. She gently brushed it away in that sexy feminine way that only a gal can do, and tucked it back in. I thought I was going to melt right there!

"Let me take your bag," I said as I held out my hand. She hesitated a second. "Hasn't anyone ever offered to carry your bags before, Jen?" I said.

"No, actually it has never happened before." As she handed me her bag, I thought to myself that I would treat her as a lady should be treated. I think she deserves that. We then walked slowly together toward the airport shuttle drop..........

Nervously, we both walked toward the shuttle drop, exchanging a passing glance at each other's faces, and shyly smiling back at each other.

"How was your flight?" I queried, trying to break the silence. My heart rate was still a bit elevated shall we say.

"Good," she replied shyly, and smirked back at me. "Can't believe I'm finally here,huh?"

"Totally glad for that," I said. Totally glad? That sounds dumb I thought to myself......"Glad to have finally m-met you in person, Jen..can I call you Jen?"

"Sure, no prob...is this the shuttle drop?"

"Yep here we are," I replied, trying to act cool and collected, but inside--that wasn't really happening. Why had this girl made me feel so much differerent than all the rest; I felt like a schoolboy all over again....now where is that darn shuttle for pete's sake!

We sat down on the bench. The wind blew a gust and tossed her flaxen hair into her face, and she brushed it back---god I love it when women do that!!! Just then the shuttle bus arrived....

"Here we go, I think we'll have a good time Jen. Let's go." Sheesh, I think my voice just cracked! Gotta calm down here, deep breaths, ok....

"Totally, let's do this," she replied as she grabbed my hand and hopped up from the bench. She grabbed my hand! OMG!

"OK!" is all that came to my lips........we sat down together in the front seat of the bus....now the busride back to the hotel.......agony...why is this taking sooo long? What, another stoplight? Ugh!

After what seemed to be an eternity, the bus pulled up to the door, we silently stood up and walked through the rotating glass door....