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recognized the camcorder. Behind a tripod, a fair-haired young man in a white robe was hiding in an unpleasant manner, he was digging around in his unit, as if not noticing the one that had entered.

“Meet Valeria,” said the doctor from his desk, “Alexander Petrovich is the representative of your sponsor and, concurrently, the director and cameraman of the film I told you about.” Please love and respect.

Neither love nor even complain of this type Valka did not want. However, the contract was signed, and for some time she had to put up with his company. Alexander Petrovich got out because of his design and smiled at her:

“Very nice, you can call me Shura,” he said, and held out his hand to her. Reject a handshake she did not have the heart. And, in fact, what did she have against him? After all, he was simply hired by this mysterious sponsor. Yes, and he, in fact, gave her the opportunity to get out of a difficult life situation - she should have been grateful to him.

“Valya,” she introduced herself and shook the outstretched hand. The hand of the new acquaintance was firm, and this was in his favor - Valka did not like the young men with weak, wet palms. Then Shura excused himself and returned to his cell.

Igor Matveyevich invited her to sit down and asked a few questions about her well-being and preparation for the operation. After that, he said that a small examination was necessary before the operation and, pointing to the couch in the corner, asked her to undress.

Valya took two steps in a given direction and frightenedly stopped. The couch was fenced off from the door by a screen, but from the corner where Shura was fumbling with his camera, it was perfectly visible. She understood that sooner or later she had to be naked in his presence, but in order to do that right now, to perform a striptease for him! It was unbearable. She blushed to the ears.

- Shura, will you come out? She asked, looking down.

Smiling radiantly, Shura spread his hands.

“I think not,” he said with all the possible friendliness and immediately added: “I, Valya, will now explain everything to you.” You see, firstly, in the contract we have written ... - here he, like a magician, snatched a piece of paper from somewhere in his pocket and began to read - ... well, the contract says that the filming process begins on the day of surgery when the patient enters the clinic and ends when she is discharged. And, further, here - during the filming process, the patient is not entitled to abandon the shooting, except in the case of termination of the contract, see point twelve point three, well, it is not interesting. Termination of the contract, a penalty - this is not very interesting, right, Valya?

Valka was ready to fall through the ground. Why the hell did she not read this contract? All, from cover to cover. Surely this item could be canceled or at least mitigated by any reservations! Meanwhile, Shura continued:

- Actually, this is not the point, more precisely, not only this. You see, we are shooting a documentary, and the viewer should not be distracted by, say, the fact that you are embarrassed by the operator. Moreover, he should not feel at all that you know about his, the operator, presence. Here is this camera - he jabbed a finger into his unit - it is not there, you do not know about it and do not even suspect about my existence. You have to behave this way - as if I was not here. If you show anything in the process that you have noticed the camera, the frame will be corrupted. And, probably, he will have to re-shoot him, if, of course, it will be possible from a medical point of view, - here he nodded at the doctor, who, during this tirade, sat back in his chair and seemed to enjoy the performance.

- So, - after a short pause, Shura began again, - we could, in principle, not remove the preparation for the inspection. Well, in a sense, undressing.But you need to get used to the fact that me and this camera, ”he again pointed with his finger in the direction of his apparatus,“ is not here. Although your eyes tell you what to eat. So consider it now - a rehearsal for the whole shoot. Like this. By the way, doctors can be shy, but not too much. All clear?

Valka nodded silently. He was right, this Shura, but how it was still not easy to step over himself. Shura took her hand, and looking straight into her eyes, he said slowly:

- Again. I'm not here. Only you and the doctor, - and returned to the tripod with the camera.

The acuteness of sensations dulled a bit. Valya turned to the couch and slowly began to undress. Because of the warm summer weather, she wore a bit of clothing — a blouse, a skirt, a bra, and small thong panties. Yes, even shoes with heels, which at the entrance had to wear shoe covers. She took off her shoes, unbuttoned her blouse and freed herself from her. Then I had to choose between a bra and a skirt. A little thought, she decided to take off her panties under the skirt, and then unbuttoned her skirt and put it on the couch. Then it occurred to her that it might not be necessary to remove the bra. She looked questioningly at the doctor, but he said that it would be better to take it off. Now she was completely naked, in the presence of two young men. However, no, Shura does not count, she remembered, in its place is an empty place. It was funny, she smiled a little and went in the direction of Igor Matveyevich.

The doctor listened to her with a stethoscope, examined his chest, and then pulled on rubber gloves and invited him to a chair. She thought that now her secret place would see this Shura, with whom she was familiar for only half an hour, and who, apparently, was not even a doctor at all, and felt surprised that she seemed to be excited. Shura was not in her style, and in any case she was not going to have an affair with him, but come on! However, all these thoughts flashed through her head, leaving no trace on her face, and only an experienced doctor by sight of a moistened bud and some one to him known signs understood that the girl was starting to wind up. However, he was a professional and did not say anything about it. As for the Shura, he was clearly not in the mood for contemplating girlish charms - he fought with complex foreign technology and, it seems, won.

With the gynecological chair, sacramental instrument of humiliation of women, Valka was already familiar. Igor Matveyevich made a diaper and suggested that she get comfortable. It is easy to say - try to get comfortable here, when two unfamiliar men are staring into your crotch. She really wanted to hide behind herself, but bearing in mind the possible re-filming of the spoiled frame, she overpowered herself and put her legs on the knee pads. The doctor asked her to move closer and began the examination. However, this stage, to its relief, did not last long. Apparently, the doctor already had the basic data, and he just wanted to make sure that the patient was in good health. Having finished with the inspection, he pulled off his gloves and said:

- Well, well, Valeria, as I see you are all right, the tests are good, so there are no contraindications to the operation. I will conduct the operation, and Dr. Pound will be the assistant - our anesthesiologist. Semyon Mikhailovich will be a little later, but for now we will conduct preparations for the operation. Throw a robe, - Igor Matveyevich gave a hand in the direction of the rack with a stack of clearly new blue clothes, - and go to the treatment room. - He went to the side door and opened it with his key.

Valya came down from the chair, walked over to the shelving and took the top robe in her hands. She certainly didn’t like his shabby look, but the others didn’t look any better - not to go naked, after all. Pulling the dressing gown over his shoulders and wringing it slightly in front, she followed the doctor. Shura with his unit followed them. She wanted to protest, but realized that it was useless.

After closing the door, Igor Matveyevich asked her to lie down on the couch and took out a razor. Valka understood that she had to face a new test - shaving the pubis. "In vain, I did not shave myself," she thought belatedly.

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