“Jennifer, please lay down on the exam table. I would like to assess your chest area in supine position”, the doctor gives a command to Jennifer.

Jennifer lays down while taking a futile effort to cover her breasts with the blanket. She knows the thin veil will be around her body no longer. But it gives her slight comfort and an illusion that she has control over her privacy.

The doctor removes the blanket from her upper body and relocates it to cover her legs and pubic area. Jennifer is again naked from the waist up.

“Now I am going to palpate your lung”, the doctor places both of her hands on Jennifer's lower ribcage, a few centimeters below her tremendous “jugs”, “take deep breathes as I instruct”.

“Goddamn it is fxxking cold”, Jennifer swears in her mind. The doctor's hands are so cold that it instantly sends goosebumps all over her body. As the doctor moves her hands upward, a strange sensation fills Jennifer's mind, which she knows perfectly well: it reminds her of the foreplay she had with her boyfriend, who loves her tits so much.

The doctor then places her hands right on Jennifer's breasts in order to assess the chest wall. Her weak spot---her areola---comes to close contact with ice-cold hands, sending lightning of pleasure straight down her crotch. After the palpation, the doctor starts to percuss the lung area by gently knocking, starting from the left and all the way to the right side of the chest. Jennifer can feel the slight moisture while trying hard not to squirm.

“Everything seems fine. Your lung can fully support the intensity of gymnastics. No sign of bronchitis, any infection, or damages. Your ribcage is stable enough to hold your lung. The chest wall is intact as well”, the doctor writes it down on the exam form, “now I want to listen to your heart in the supine position and palpate the pulsation.”

“When it will ends? I cannot hold for any longer", Jennifer tries hard not to make a sound as the doctor places the stethoscope around her left breast. Next, the doctor's cold hand strikes again. She uses her left hand to lift the left breasts out of the way and the right hand to palpate the tricuspid and mitral points.

“Your heart is beating fast. You aren't nervous, are you?”, the doctor asks.

“Why the hell I am not,” Jennifer curses in her mind.

“Ok, preliminary exam indicts no sign of palpitation, arrhythmias, or valve defects. We will further analyze your heart by a few technical instruments tomorrow. Please stand up".

Jennifer grabs the blanket. The doctor says “no, you won't need it for this part. Just come down and stand there. Nurse, where is the tape measure".

She sighs deeply “here comes the gruesome part”.

(To be continued)