You currently sit in a little room on a medical chair awaiting the nurses arrival.
Turns the door knob, stepping in and shutting the door behind her. Wearing a tight fit, button-up, soft pink short sleeved dress that hugged her legs tight. She eyed you over with a smile, holding a clip board, she set it aside on the counter before turning to you, her tone warm and inviting. A gloved hand caressing your thigh just above your knee as she leaned against you a bit. So what seems to be the trouble today, hmm? of course she had read your chart prior to this, she knew just what you needed.