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Title: The Exam

I sure had an interesting experience today.
There's no way I could ever pass, but I sometimes push the lines of androgyny as far as I can without becoming a total caricature (which isn't my thing). Never-the-less, the majority of clothes I own are in fact feminine items; shirts and blouses (buttoned on left), slacks and pants w/o back pockets - left fly when I can find them, lighter stretchy fabrics, light feminine socks, etc., and of course... panties! (Hundreds of pairs - and I love to wear 'em... love to show panty-lines.) As I say, I push a little. While I don't want to be "in your face," I try for feminine impressions somewhere between subliminal and, for anyone who's really looking, "plain to see." But I dress for me - it feels normal, and right, and good - and it's rare when I get any indication that anyone else notices or cares.

I had an appointment at the Vascular Lab of a local university hospital. For years, my lower legs have had poor circulation and my regular doctor scheduled me for a thorough "lower extremities" evaluation. I saw the day as an opportunity to push the envelope a bit... Instead of driving I decided to take transit - I'd be around throngs of strangers with no consequences, and would feel fun all day long.

This morning, I cleaned up and since they'd be examining my lower legs, I decided to wear shorts. I put on an overtly sexy pair of banana-cream colored Sensual Cacique cheeky panties (deliciously made of 92olyester and 8pandex). In the back, they "ride up" comfortably to make an unmistakably girly panty-line. In the front, the spandex combines with my fleshly but otherwise minimal endowment to form a very real looking vaginal silhouette.

Over the panties I pulled on a pair of lightweight white St. John's Bay shorts - no back pockets, with a white canvas belt with silver buckle. In the mirror, in interior light, I could easily see my panties through them, front, back and side, and no doubt about the color. I reveled at the thought of how they'd look in the bright sunlight. I put on a light patterned Hawaiian camp shirt (buttons from left) which I tucked-in to the shorts. I cinched the belt a bit and pulled the shorts and panties to just above my belly-button for a more feminine line (and to accentuate the panty-lines) and finished the look with light weight white socks and sneakers.

At the hospital, a handsome young intern showed me to an examining room, handed me a sheet and said, "Here, take off your shorts and shoes and you can cover yourself with this sheet. Sit on the bed and I'll be back in a couple of minutes."

Hmm, this was more than I bargained for... oh well, in for a penny... I took off my shorts and shoes and kept on the panties and socks, sat on the bed and waited. He came back in and told me to go ahead and lay down and he'd start by doing ultra-sound from the groin down. "From the groin?" I guess there's more to "lower extremities" than I realized - I thought we were talking from the knees down. "Should I take off my underwear and socks, too?"

By this time, he had already pushed the sheet up to expose my "sexy panties with spandex forming my authentic looking petite vagina." Sliding the leg opening out of the way with this fingers, he said, "Nope, you're good." and then proceeded to squirt warm ultra-sound gel on my right groin and down my right leg. As he worked around the groin area he frequently re-adjusted the panties, and strange thoughts crept through my head... Here I am, on a bed in panties, and a handsome young guy is handling my panties! When he switched to the left leg he seemed to need to move things around a lot more. I had to count holes in the acoustical ceiling to keep from loosing it. When he was done, he took a towel and carefully wiped the excess gel, starting above my girly socks and working up to my "vaginal" area, gingerly lifting the leg openings of my panties and wiping underneath. Then he said I could go ahead and get dressed and he stepped out.

While I couldn't help having "thoughts," he was as professional and routine as possible throughout the entire process. His concentration was clearly on his work. During the exam, a female doctor/intern came in for a few minutes, and again had no reaction whatsoever to a large man laying there in cheeky panties.

Usually, after going in for tests or procedures at this hospital, I get a survey form in the mail to give my rating of the services received. If I get one this time, they're definitely getting top marks from me!