I just had my yearly "girly" doctor visit. She leaves the room so I can get dressed again while she writes prescriptions etc. She returns, knocks once while opening the door only to find me still scrambling to pull my sweater on. She is soooo sorry, apologising, blushing... I say, "well heck, after what we've just been through together I hardly think you seeing me in my bra is a big deal!"
Really.
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