"Doctor Mike?" queried Katie, mouse-like. "Ummm.... Well.. I thought I was just coming here ... for an exam ... but those trays look like they've got some stuff on them, and I don't think I want that."

Doctor Mike moved a little closer to Katie and his face went from cheery to warm and sensitive. "It's ok, Katie. I know sometimes these things surprise us, sometimes we don't want to do what we have to do, more than anyone, I know how scary doctors can be. I see faces like yours on girls every day! Now, when we got your referral for your visit today from your regular doctor, he told us what he found, and we know exactly what it is," he explained calmly.

His voice was very warm, and he seemed truly concerned about her. Maybe he wouldn't be all bad? "So...what's wrong with me? How are going to, um, fix me?" Katie's voice seemed to get even smaller than it was before, if that was even possible.

"Now now, Katie, nothing is wrong with you! Are you sick? Do you feel bad? No, you're in wonderful health. It's just that sometimes when baby girls are born, their hymen isn't quite like it's supposed to be. In fact, there's a lot of different ways we might find it! And none of them are wrong, per se, but they may make...mmmmm....some parts of life a bit harder and, ahh, less pleasant, you might say, than they could be?" She could tell how much he was trying to make everything seem normal and not weird or bad, and ... well, actually, it was working a little bit. Maybe she was normal? Maybe she could even wear tampons like her friends?

Doctor Mike continued, "So, we'll take a look at you, give you a good, thorough exam, and if your hymen needs a little help so it doesn't get in your way, we'll just .. take care of it! No worries at all!" Katie wasn't sure she liked the sound of a "thorough exam", but it all seemed very reasonable. Katie nodded her head at the doctor, "Ok, I guess it's ok. I'm ready now."

"I knew you could do it, Katie! See, I promise to take good care of you princess, I'll treat you just like royalty." Katie wasn't sure, but she thought she felt a funny warm feeling in her tummy when she heard that. It was probably nothing... "Let's have a listen to that heart of yours," spoke the doctor in an easy yet slightly authoritative voice, while reaching for and pulling her gown down off of her shoulders.

Immediately, Katie lifted her arms to cover her breasts. What? Why? Now? "Shhhh, shhhh, little one, I just need to put my stethoscope over your heart and give it a listen, ok? Now, let's lower those arms..." He gently but firmly put her arms back in her lap. "No more of that, right, Katie? You'll be a good girl and do as I say?" Katie nodded again, and she felt that funny warm feeling again. What was that about, anyway?

Doctor Mike placed the end of his stethoscope gently over the inside of her left breast, making Katie shiver a little bit. "Take some deep breaths for me Katie," he ordered. After every breath in and out, the doctor gently slid the stethoscope to a different part of her chest. She couldn't help but notice how it kept sliding over, onto, just under, her breasts. "Again, please," he ordered, as he switched hands for the stethoscope, and his free hand warmly, but firmly, held her shoulder to keep her still. She felt it yet again. That..warmth. But it was a little lower this time, a little bit closer to... Nope!

No, no, nope, nuh-uh! No way was Katie feeling...excited...about this. He's a doctor, and this is all very professional! What is wrong with me? And then, "Great job, Katie, what a good girl you're being! Now, please remove your arms from the gown and place them over your head." Yep. There it was... Right when those words, "good girl" came out of his mouth, she felt those stirrings again. And now there was no doubt, those stirrings were, in fact, from her loins. Her nether regions. Her girly parts. Her... Well, you get the idea. In fact, Katie was so taken with this new feeling that she just automatically obeyed the doctor without thinking of it, placing her hands over her head to present her breasts to him.

What??? Ok. Keep calm, Katie told herself. I knew this was coming, "You're going to feel me pressing firmly and squeezing your breasts now, Katie." Of course you are. It's only natural, right, me with my hands above my head, you with your hands above my...boobs. As the doctor moved around her breast, pressing and squeezing and pushing, her brain was able to slow down a bit. It's ok, she told herself, not scary. Kinda feels good.... Oh, shit, it's not supposed to feel...

"Owww!" Katie burst out. "Sorry about that, I just needed to check your nipples for any discharge. That always surprises everyone, but I always forget to warn them!" laughed Doctor Mike. Forgot? Yeah, forgot how much he enjoys it, thought Katie. He laid her down on the exam table now, still only covered from the waist down, and had her put her arms at her sides. "And, I'm going to examine your breasts one more time in this position, should just take a minute." Katie was prepared for the nipple squeeze this time, though! But it never came. Instead, more butterflies and loin stirrings as the doctor announced he was, and began to, examine her abdomen. Clearly moving towards no man's land, and clearly making Katie's insides get all tingly for absolutely no good reason at all. By now her gown was back up and covering her, and the doctor covered her lower body with a disposable drape.

Katie felt she was getting closer and closer to the pelvic exam, and whatever warm fuzzies and stirrings she was feeling before were becoming replaced by nervous butterflies. I'm not ready for this, and as soon as the doctor's done with my tummy, I'll just explain that. I'll tell him we can do the bottom part another day, I have a very important meeting...or something...to go to. Then Doctor Mike interrupted her chain of thought, explaining that he was done and if she could just slide on down the table and put her feet in these comfortable stirrups, why, we can get on with the main event. Katie explained that she was done for the day, saying "Yes, doctor." What? No, she wanted to say she had a previous engagement, that's it, and-- "Scoot down a little bit more for me Katie...little more...little more...perfect! That's a good girl, well done!" Damn, thought Katie, there he goes making that warm fuzzy feeling by saying "good girl", as if she was some little kid! But, she had to admit, she liked how it felt knowing that he was pleased with her.

Doctor Mike was now standing right between her legs, each hand resting on either knee, and Katie was starting to shake her head. "I'm going to start by touching you inside your thighs, Katie, and then I'm going to examine your vulva externally, ok princess?" he explained, to which she immediately -- upon hearing "princess", replied, "Yes, doctor." This was a mystery. Her head said no. Her nerves said no, Every fiber in her being, in fact, said no way, let's hit the road, but oddly, her mouth kept saying, "Yes, doctor." And every time she did, Doctor Mike gave her the warmest smile in return.

Ok, there's the touch on the thigh. There's the touch at the top of my thigh. And Katie lets out a gasp as Doctor Mike starts the external exam. Tenderly he pressed along the outside of her outer lips, and pushed them upwards, and then down a little bit, and then with a finger and a thumb along both sides of each labia they felt their way down, top to bottom. He had kind of slipped his finger or thumb just inside, keeping her inner lips mostly untouched, but exploring that seam right between them. Then, without notice, he began doing the same with her inner lips. It felt like another layer of her privacy was just opened up. She glanced at the doctor, and the bright light pointing directly between her legs, and saw him focused, diligent, very professional.

"Well, Katie, everything looks very nice, healthy, pink and pretty down here! Now, let's take a peek at that hymen and see what's going on..." Pink? and Pretty? Ok, well, yeah, pink. It was pink. Supposed to be pink. Probably healthy when it's pink. But pretty? What in the world did that mean... Suddenly, Katie felt her lips being pulled open very wide, and fingers touching her opening. "Ahh.. AH!", she yelped out at the painful touches. "I'm sorry Katie, I just need to take a close look and examine closely, be a brave girl, and bear with me a minute." admonished the doctor, while he continued probing. "Ok.. oh! Mmmm... ah... Ow!" Every time his finger touched that bit of tissue down there, her hymen, it felt like someone was poking at a blister that had ripped open. It was tender! But he seemed to be finished, explaining "Yep, Katie, as I thought, you appear to have something called a septate hymen. Here, yours looks like number 3 from the poster I showed you. It's not that rare at all, I see them a number of times every year, and we'll take care of it for you and you'll never even remember it was ever a problem."

Katie sighed with relief. A little bit. It sounded like something important, and something that she should get done, so she'll just have to toughen up and bear it. "I don't think you'd like how it feels if I try to poke around that or use a speculum, so let's skip the vaginal parts of the exam for now." Yayyyyy!! Finally, Katie got some good news, she's finally done with this silly exam, they can just do the bit with the hymen and she can finally get out of here! Doctor Mike reached for a tube, saying "I'll just examine you rectally today instead, I should be able to examine your uterus and ovaries well enough that way, although it may be a bit uncomfortable." A WHAT??? A rectal exam? Her relief drained from her as quickly as it came, leaving behind an entirely new form of humiliation to contemplate. She saw Doctor Mike open the tube and squeeze some clear jelly onto his finger.

"This might feel cold at first Katie, but it'll warm up quickly. For now I want you to squeeze your bottom tightly, as if you were trying to hold in your poop. And then bear down, or push, like you're trying to push the poop out, ok? All right, squeeze... Now, bear down...Good girl!"