- Everything is good - I let go of her hands, - Consider that you went through a dermatologist, which we don’t have yet - half jokingly, I said half seriously.

We don’t really have a dermatologist, and we don’t need it, we can handle it ourselves. We just write out the shameful certificates, besides, not for free.

- So, now we proceed to the procedures that are directly related to my competence - I seriously announced, pushing the card aside.

“Please take off your shirt and lie down on the couch.”

The girl got up and slightly moved away from the table. She is dressed in a colorful shirt with long sleeves, white jeans. On the feet are slippers with a small heel. Embarrassed, Adele turned her side to me and undid the top button.

“If it’s more convenient for you, you can turn away,” I suggested to her, and I pulled the phone out of the pocket of my dressing gown, with a pre-prepared widescreen shooting mode, turned on the recording and put the phone in a glass with pencils and pens, masking it with writing accessories, chose the best angle.

Adele took off her shirt, and holding it in her hands, standing with her back to me, zozyralas around, looking for a place where you can put.

- I'll help you now! - I exclaimed, jumping up from the chair and avoiding the table.

Taking a step towards the girl, I portrayed as if he had stumbled - almost knocked the girl down, but managed to wrap her arms around her stomach, her chest and squeeze herself to her. My left hand slipped on her smooth stomach, right - squeezed the right breast under a white bra. All this happened very quickly, but bright.

- Oh, I'm sorry, I'm so awkward - I exclaimed, again grabbing the girl by the shoulders, and took the shirt from her.

- Everything is all right - the girl shrank, sat down and began to unbutton her shoes.

- Do not take off your shoes, just lay down on the couch right on the back - I reassured her, and with the shirt I went to my chair, put it to my nose as I went and quickly smelled it.

It smelled of perfume and something more exciting. I hung up the shirt on the back of my chair and quietly turned the glass with the phone toward the couch.

Adele was already lying on the couch on her back, her arms were trying to be stretched out along the body, but to no avail. I came closer and examined her body from head to foot. As a therapist, I should be interested only in the stomach, but I just need to consider the whole girl.

Black pigtails were scattered to the sides, face is even, eyes try to look at the ceiling, chiseled edges, neck, neat breasts under a white bra, which I will soon see and even touch, tummy, which I will touch right now.

And thin pens, pens with noticeable black hairs are crazy, but what, then, will I find there? I started to feel dizzy ...

And on my stomach, I suddenly noticed a slightly visible black hair, reaching a slightly visible path from the navel and below ...

But the most interesting thing is hidden behind white jeans, I will be there too, but a little later.

I put my palms on the solar plexus and pressed lightly.

- Painfully? - I asked sympathetically.

Adele shook her head slightly.

Without taking my palms away from the skin, I moved them to my stomach and pressed a little harder, turning my eyes to the girl’s face.

And again a negative answer.

Also, on the skin, I lifted my palms lower, closed my eyes, and a little noticeable hairline excitedly tickled my fingers. I stopped just before the start of her jeans. He opened his eyes and pressed again.

- A little painful - said the girl, breathing.

“This is because of the desire to go to the toilet soon,” I replied, breathing a little harder.

I took away my hands and, as it were, by chance, for a split second, I pushed my little finger over the border of the girl’s jeans for the whole length. The little finger came across and went through a dense, but to the same extent, soft and pleasant hairy barrier.

I straightened up and, turning away from the couch, straightened the floors of the robe.She does not need to see anything extra.

- You can get up - I threw, going to the cooler, and poured a second glass of water.

Having filled a glass with water, I turned around and saw Adele standing in indecision near my workplace, in desire to take my shirt from the back of my chair.

- No, no, no, it's too early to dress up - I went up to the girl and gave her a glass, - Here, drink some more.

The girl took the glass and brought it to her lips. She drank slowly, she did not want to drink at all, but I suggested to her that it was necessary. Three droplets of water fell from the edge of the glass and rushed down to the chest, crawled along the skin and hid in the hollow between the breasts.

I literally saw the water in her esophagus hit the stomach, then, almost without stopping, because the water from the kidneys along the ureter moved into the bladder ... It is already enlarged, it will soon be unbearable ...

The girl drank, her pink lips sparkled from the water, thanking her, she gave me a glass. I threw the glass into the basket near the cooler.

- Please, sit down on a chair - I made an inviting gesture with my hand.

Adele crouched, slightly raising her bare shoulders.

I got the tonometer, which is with an arrow. She will not understand anything, and I was not going to show her real testimony.

- No, I apologize, not so - I took a step towards the chair and lifted the girl by the shoulders. My left hand again, as if by chance, slipped on the girl's chest.

“This way — I put the chair closer to my chair, and with my hand I turned the glass toward the chair.”

- Sit down.

The girl sat on a chair, and I glanced down on her breasts in her bra. He took his seat, wrapped the harness above the girl's elbow, and began to pressurize the harness. Blood pressure is higher than normal, but considering its condition, this is normal. Pulse too exceeded.

I freed the hand of the girl, looked into her face. She raised frightened eyes at me.

- Pressure and pulse is much higher than normal. This is not good - I said seriously, putting the tonometer in the drawer.

- And what to do? - Adele almost cried.

- It is necessary to touch the left and right aorta - I categorically outlined.

The girl nodded in agreement.

Now I could already bear her any nonsense and do almost any thing that is completely absurd from a medical point of view. The girl was in my power.

- Please remove the bra - not tolerating a tone, I told her.

- Is it necessary? - barely heard Adele whispered.

- Grazhdanechka, well, if I say what I need, then I need it - I began to press off the remnants of her will.

Turning her face to the side, the girl threw her hands behind her back and unzipped the lock. On her cheeks again began to play crimson spots. A white bra lonely fell on the girl's knees, and she sat with her hands down, turning her face to the side.

- So, I will put it here for now - I stretched out my hand, took the bodice and slung it over the back of my chair, over my shirt.

Her breasts are amazing, straight as I like them. Not too large, but not the first number either, mouth-watering buds with beautiful, even nipples, surrounded by dark halos. Halos and nipples look slightly to the sides, relative to each other, effectively standing out against the background of relatively white milk glands.

I stretched out my left hand and gently lifted my right breast with three fingers, with my thumb very carefully, and almost without hiding, ran over the nipple. And with three fingers of his right hand he touched her skin under a raised chest. I kept and waited, making a focused face. The girl continued to look away.

“Okay, well, now you have to listen to the left aorta,” I said knowingly.

I did the same with my left breast; Adele didn’t even change her head position.

- So, with the aorta, everything is in order - I finished.

- Can I get dressed? - barely audible said girl, head down, naively believing that this is the end.

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