Seventies Porn Style

“Please remove your clothes, then lay down on the table and cover yourself with the sheet,” the nurse instructed before slipping out the door. Farley slide out of her jeans and panties in one swoop and folded them up, placing them on the chair. She pulled her t-shirt off, folded it and set it on top…

Evil Genius Gynecologist

It was like her first appointment all over again. Her mother holding her hand, Dr. Martins between her legs, and her feet were back up in the stirrups. Farley watched her gynecologist closely as the woman examined the painful, sore bump that had appeared down there. Farley couldn’t understand how the fuck she got an…

Re-Evaluating Partner Choices

After her first gynecologist appointment, Farley’s annual vag checkup was old hat for her. She wasn’t even in the grin-and-bear-it-but-more-like-close-your-eyes-and-endure-it camp; she was firmly in the this-ain’t-no-big-deal-let’s-chat-while-you-put-shit-up-my-vag club. Since she only got to see her gynecologist once a year, her time to impress and traumatize was very short, and in five years she had yet…

Farley’s First Appointment

The first time Farley went to the gynecologist, she was nowhere near as blasé. She picked at the appointment like a half-healed scab, and ran to her mother every time it hurt. Her mother, to her credit, did her best to assuage her daughter’s worries and fears, but a mother’s assurances can only do so…