Study on Female Health Research

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Sam

"Good Morning."

I nodded to the two men in the white coat and sat on the chair after being asked to sit down, wiping my sweaty hands on my pants and taking a deep breath.

"I'm Dr. Novak, and this is Dr. Collins," Gabriel introduced both. "We will do this study with you today. Tell us, why do you want to join in?"

Misha was sitting at the laptop, ready to type everything I'd say. Gabriel casually leaned against the desk with his arms crossed over his chest. With a smile, he looked at me, and before answering, I cleared my throat briefly.

"I've always wanted to be a lab rat," I chuckled, trying to hide my nervousness. "No, seriously. Easy money? The idea of contributing to science?"

"With us, you're in good hands, and you can stop the experiment at any time, but I promise you that it will be painless ... if you cooperate. We may ask you some unpleasant questions, but I invite you to answer honestly and not be afraid of unjustified shame –– for that's the only way the whole thing makes sense.

My husband reassuringly put his hand on my shoulder and squeezed briefly before sitting beside Misha.

"Samantha Novak, 37, married," Misha read from his notes and looked briefly at Gabe, who shrugged, saying that it had to be a sheer coincidence.

"You're here to participate in a study on female health research. You want a comprehensive examination to determine your perfect health?"

Researching, his eyes rested on me, and I nodded briefly.

"Yes, Doctor."

"Then, I'd like to clarify some questions first. Have you had any illness or accident lately?"

"No."

"Do you currently take any medications?"

"No."

"Not even the pill?" He wanted to know, and I lowered my eyes.

"Oh yeah ... I'm on the pill."

"Please answer my questions accurately. Silence could've dire consequences. When did you last have your period?"

"Three days ago, it was over."

So it went on. Many questions, simple answers. It was asked about eating habits, drugs, alcohol consumption, and allergies ... everything could be denied.

"Allergies also not in contact with mucous membranes?"

"What do you mean?" I asked back.

"Well, you're sensitive to certain creams or lube to the vagina or the anus?"

This question was already very intimate, and he didn't even blink. Actor ...

"No, I mean ... I don't know."

"Have you never used lube?"

"But already!"

"Vaginal?"

"Yes."

"Anal?" He continued.

"..."

Curiosity-seeker

His eyes unmistakably spiked me; an eyebrow questioningly raised as if to say: Do you want to answer truthfully!

"Yes ... also anal," I replied hesitantly.

"When did you last have sex?"

"Do I have to answer this question?" I asked with a frown.

"Listen, Samantha. If we want to do a proper investigation here, then that's part of it, and also that you answer completely and truthfully," Misha replied gravely. "Or do we want to stop it?"

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