CHAPTER 33 - Sex with the gynecologist part 1

**VALENTINA**

Awkward situation.

That’s why I ended up going through something very imprudent before a medical consultation, but the problem began when I found out that the gynecologist was a man in the new clinic who will consult me.

I moved to an apartment in the city center along with my best friend, for the distance I decided to look for another medical center to perform tests and routine consultations.

I found one with great evaluation on the internet and went to my first appointment for the Pap smear, I know that all women are embarrassed and nervous with such an intimate examination, but I was almost giving up.

And to make matters worse I spent an unbearable shame in the presence of the gynecologist who was a very hot doctor, just did not imagine that he would end up involved with anyone less than Arthur Gabriel Antonelli.

TODAY...

*Good morning, Valentina, all right?
We’re confirming your appointment for today at 10:00 with Dr. Antonelli.
If possible arrive 10 minutes in advance for proper screening at the reception.
The tolerance for delay is 15 minutes after this period will be rescheduled to a new time.*

I read the message sent by the clinic remembering the appointment of my first Pap smear.

The move to this new apartment with Aurora brought big changes after we left our neighborhood located in the countryside, we got job openings in the big city and that was the main reason for our move.

Due to the great distance from the countryside to here, I also started looking for other medical clinics since it was no longer worth driving several miles to the post of health which I consulted since I was a child.

It was in the search by Google that I ended up finding the clinic Medland Specialist in Women’s Health, I sought to know more about the place by reading each evaluation I found and soon realized that there was no complaint about medical care.

I was interested in the place, but I also saw that it was a network of expensive private clinics, but I had got a new job that paid much more than the old one, why not spend a little more when it comes to medical care?

It was this argument that I kept repeating in my head when I called the place and scheduled my first Pap smear.

Do not judge me, but in my entire life I’ve been trying to get away from this kind of appointment that seem embarrassing, it’s embarrassing to say, but my last trip to a gynecologist was when I had my first period.

Until it was easy to answer some questions that the nice doctor asked me, but it’s different now.

I’m twenty years old and it was only now that I created shame in my face and focus on my health, and for that, I would need to face this embarrassment that I created in my head.

“You’ll be late, Valentina!", I leave my phone in bed watching my best friend enter my room with a towel and wet hair.

“It’s still early and you talking like that it’s like my mother...", I murmur pulling out a roll of her eyes.

She approaches seeing my countenance before sitting next to me touching my hand with a mocking smile on her mouth.

“Are you thinking about not going, is not it? Valentina, you are almost twenty-eight years old and afraid of a routine examination.", she teases making me take one of the pillows and hit her face.

“I’m not afraid, I’m just ashamed to sit in that chair with my legs completely exposed to a totally strange person..."

“It’s normal, friend. And the doctor won’t even care, she’s already used to doing it every day...", she says laying her head on my shoulder.

“Is man. The gynecologist is a male doctor, Aurora...", I roll my eyes telling about my shame of exposing myself to a doctor and doing something wrong.

“What’s that got to do with it, Valentina?"

“All my life I’ve only had sex with two guys and only one of them saw me completely naked, and whether I did or said something wrong that will make me more ashamed?"

“First: The doctor will not see you complement naked and second: just stay quiet and only answer the questions he asks, is a very quick examination, friend."

“Aren’t you going out with your boyfriend?", I remember her seeing that Aurora widens her eyes before getting up quickly from bed.

“I forgot, but I came to ask for that low-cut black blouse that you borrowed...", I sigh waving to my wardrobe where the piece is stored.

We have known each other since our childhood at age six, Aurora is the complete opposite of me, while she is a woman full of self-esteem and confidence, I am shy and super insecure.

“Thank you and good exam!", he says kissing my cheek before leaving my room.

I lie in bed sighing and reading once again the automatic message of the exam scheduling deciding that I have to face this silly shame.

When I said that I had sex with only two guys was true, the first was a nerd to which I lost my virginity and the other was my first boyfriend I will date for almost four years before he moved to another state and ended our relationship.

I am shy to the extreme and this hinders my connection with men, and since the end of my relationship, I have been isolated from the sexual world.

I leave my thoughts aside and leave for the bathroom take a quick shower before the exam, put on a skirt easily accessible and a black top that combines with the white fabric of the skirt.

I wear my favorite sneakers and say goodbye to Aurora before getting my purse and car keys, we live in a building located right in the city center and this makes our locomotion much easier.

I arrive at the clinic almost twenty minutes in advance of the scheduled appointment time, I take the opportunity to confirm my presence at the reception before settling in one of the waiting rooms.

The high amount I paid for the exam until it compensated when I scour the place with my eyes, it is a light color environment that makes it more cozy.

There are not those traditional chairs in the waiting rooms of public hospitals, there are armchairs and almost all of them are occupied by pregnant women, with small children and some like me.

Waiting for the time of my exam to arrive, I take one of the magazines that are in a pile on a coffee table and flip through a fashion catalog trying to distract me from the anticipated nervousness.

Gradually women are called to several different rooms, leaving only me and two other girls in the waiting room, I keep the magazine starting to surf the internet to spend time.

“Valentina Barbosa?", I raise my head listening to my name being called by a male voice.

I get up readiness encountering a very beautiful doctor waiting for me at one of the doors at the end of the hall, the beautiful word is the minimum to describe this man in a white coat and a gentle smile with his mouth closed.

Out of nowhere the shame comes back hard when I walk in slow steps to it that moves me away to give me passage, I’m still not believing that I will have to open my legs for this man.

I know it’s a common clinical situation, but I can’t help but blush when I occupy one of the chairs in front of his desk waiting for him to settle in too.

“Hello Valentina, okay?", he still has a warm smile and I also try to do the same.

“I saw that you are new here, I will be your gynecologist and I will do my best to take care of your health, is your first Pap smear?", he asks writing something down before putting on the glasses.

“Yes and sorry if I seem too nervous..", he smiles quickly before focusing his attention on something on a sheet.

Focused on the work he occupies, I can notice his appearance by the approach of the table.

The gynecologist seems to be young and does not pass the thirties, has light hair in a mixture of brown and blonde, and has slender size, but with a sculptural body even covered by the uniform of the white coat.

“All right, this is common and I will try to make the situation more comfortable, let’s start with some questions, okay?", he proposes and I nod my head enjoying his calm.

“What is your lifestyle like Valentina?", he asks, removing his eyes from the papers to face me.

“Very busy to be honest, I did not used to eat healthily, but I’m trying to improve it from today...", I answer sincerely.

“Great, when was your last period? "

The question about the lifestyle was even easy to answer, but I remove the shame and try to answer trying not to blush since it comes to my health.

“Two weeks ago, the first day."

“How many days do you usually last your cycle, Valentina?"

“Five days at most...", I respond noting that your eyes through the glasses are a bluish tint.

He nods back to write and type something on the computer on the table, hitting his fingers on the thighs wanting this exam to end as soon as possible.

“We don’t have your medical history, so you’ll have to answer a few more questions, all right?", I don’t answer, I just nod quickly.

“Is there any disease in your family history, such as endometriosis, breast cancer, or polycystic ovary?", asks by adjusting the glasses on your beautiful face.

“No, no one in my family has any of these diseases, Doctor..."

“Please do not be embarrassed because here is a professional environment, but what is your sex life like? Do you use any contraceptive methods, Valentina?"

“I have not had sex for a long time, so I do not take the pill, just condoms when necessary...", respond widening my eyes slightly when I realize that I have revealed that I am without sex for a long time.

Doctor Antonelli does not seem to pay attention or if he paid does not care to make it clear, in a nervous gesture I attach the hair in a high bun leaving a few loose strands near the bangs.

“If it is in your interest, I can prescribe a contraceptive method that best adapts to everyday life..."

“I will, Doctor."

“Great, the exam is a quick procedure, but I will ask you to put this for reasons of hygienic procedures, you can change inside that bathroom, feel free, Valentina." he hands me a white sweater pointing to a door in the corner of the room.

I walk into the bathroom with footsteps breathing deeply as I lock the door before sighing and starting to change clothes.

For my luck there is a mirror on the wall I locate in front of the sink, I wash my sweaty hands wetting my face a little before straightening my hair in the reflection.

I leave the bathroom returning to the room where the doctor is putting on a white luxe mask, even without him asking I settle in the chair with separate legs.

If the position did not require so much exposure I would even be more relaxed in the examination, the doctor approaches putting a kind of blue fabric on my legs.

I support my hands to the side of the body breathing deeply and trying to keep calm in front of this handsome man who looks more like a model of underwear than a gynecologist.