Jasmine's Intimate Examination

Jasmine sat nervously in the waiting room of the gynecologist's office. Her eyes scanned the room as she tried to distract herself from the thought of the impending examination. She shifted in her seat, her tight jeans rubbing against her bare skin, causing an unusual sensation between her legs. She shuffled her legs together, trying to relieve the heat building inside her.

"Jasmine Green?" The nurse called out, interrupting her thoughts. Jasmine stood up and followed the woman to the examination room. As she undressed, she looked around the sterile room, avoiding the cold metal tools that lay on the tray. She saw the doctor enter the room out of the corner of her eye, and her heart started to race.

"Jasmine, can you lay down on the table, please?" The doctor's voice was deep and commanding. Jasmine complied, trying to keep her legs closed as she felt the cold air hit her exposed flesh.

"Relax, Jasmine," the doctor said, as Jasmine felt her hands between her legs. "This may feel uncomfortable, but it's important to make sure that everything is healthy."

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