A year ago I had to undergo a small gynecological surgery. I was very afraid that my doctor would not be a woman. The night before I did not sleep, I was worried. Then the doctor enters the room. Young, tall, huge brown eyes, decent muscles... a dream, not a man) while he questioned me and filled the papers, I thought all the time, well, when he comes to the operating room, I will be sleeping. And he says, go, I’ll look at you. And it was a horror for me, I asked twice, and it must be?
I followed him in the corridor and thought of escaping.
Go into the watchroom, he says, dress up and lie down in a chair. He stands and washes his hands. The further dialogue:
I: Alexey Alekseevich, do you understand that I am ashamed of you?
D: I understand, I am ashamed of you too.
Well, at least you are cowardly.
I look, I don’t turn.