Chapter Seven

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"So, Crystal what are you here for today?" I asked playing dumb like I did'nt know.

"Umm a pregnancy test." She says while twirling her hair and texting.

"Okay how about you pee in this cup for me and we'll have your results in a few minutes after that." She takes the cup. She knows the drill anyway. She comes back and places the cup on the counter. I stick the test into the cup and we wait.

"So is this pregnancy planned or a surprise." I smile at her even I know this answer.

"Planned" She smiled still texting. I look down at the test. It should be done by now.

"Okay well it looks like congratulations is in order. You're pregnant." I was surprised she must have been working extra hard. It's never came out positive before.

"Yay! Yay! Yay!" She jumped off the tabel and hugged me and jumped up and down.

"Yeah" I said sliding over to my desk and writing her a perscription for prenadial vitamins. I gave her the directions and she left.

I sat back in my chair and exhaled. I wonder when i'm pregnant will I be that happy. I would be happy I think. My life would be turned upside down for a little bitty baby.

Then, my office phone rang.

"Yes?" I said knowing it was Duncan.

"You have a woman in for an STD test. " This is something new.

"Okay what kind?" I ask Duncan. I kinda wanna know what to be ready for.

"I don't know I wasn't all up in her coochie that's your job. " I laugh super hard.

"Are you serious? You're too crazy." I said still laughing.

"Come get her papers she's waiting." I hung up the phone and walked out for this womans papers.

"Susan Lawrence" I call for the woman. She walks up to me and woah she's pretty. I lead her to my office and take her height and weight. We go to my office I sit at my desk and she sits in the chair across from me.

"So Ms. Susan what are you here for today? "

"An STD check" She is really beautiful. She has on the tightest red dress and long brown hair, with blonde highlights. Her nails are done perfectly in french tips. Her makeup is magnificent. I would have never thought she would have an STD. She has the prefect figure that I would kill for. I guess it's correct that you never know who has what.

"Oh i'm sorry" I say because I was staring.

"It's okay, i'm used to it." She smiles at me.

" So I have some personal questions that go along with the diagnosing and the specific tests we need to do." I say hating to have to ask her these questions.

"Shoot" she says and sits back in the chair playing with her nails.

"From the first time to the last time how many sexual partners have you had?" I ask and she sits up and draws what i'm assuming numbers in the sky. She has to count them?

"I'd say twenty-eight" She sits back seemingly satisfied with her answer. I write that down and go on to the next question.

"Do you have any sores, discharge or pain in the genital area?" This is one of the main reasons I was a virgin before marriage. If this was me and someone was asking me these questions i'd be mortified.

"No" She says and shakes her head to emphasize the point.

"What about itching or a smell coming from your vagina?" I ask her.

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