My Dr retired about a year and half ago and the Dr that took over for his patients is a woman. She is very kind and I felt very comfortable with her becoming my primary physician. She is middle aged and is an attractive lady with a nice taste in clothes as well. I have been in a few times since for various reasons/injury and she has seen me undressed and my choice of underwear and cami's. Nothing of a big deal to her or me the first time it was noticed adding to my comfort level. I developed a rash on my hand last week and made an appointment to have it checked out. One of the nurses called me back and after weighing in (125 lbs!) we headed in to an exam room and took all my vitals, went over the issue and she told me that the Dr would be in shortly. After checking my hand over the Dr determined I had gotten into poison ivy. Ugh. I have never had that before and certainly don't want it again and the odd thing is I'm not sure how I got it. So, Dr says "I'll have one of the girls give you a shot and I will also issue a prescription" Ugh. I hate shots. "It will heal faster and feel better sooner". Ok..so we make short small talk and finish up then I wait for the nurse to come back. Few minutes later the door opens and a different nurse comes in with the meds and a needle. She is in her mid twenties and has always been very nice and helpful in the past. "This is going just under your hip" she says.."You'll need to lower your jeans for me in a second and turn around". ( I was expecting a shot in my arm) ....hmmm well I start thinking ok unless the Dr told her, she is going to soon find out. I stood up and undid my belt and dropped my jeans. She turned around and kinda paused in mid sentence asking "are you..ready?" "Yeah I guess". So now I'm standing there pulling the side of the lace waist band down of my VS Pink boyshorts with a needle in my hip. When she was done she asked if I was ok and I replied "oh I'm fine.. and I'm sorry if that was uncomfortable for you". She said "well I was surprised, and I wouldn't guess that you do that"....."But at least you wear cute panties! I like PINK too!" I kinda laughed and said "thanks, I always try". She said "yeah, ya never know who may see them!" I got buckled up and we both told each other to have a great day and I headed out. I can only imagine what she will be thinking the next time I'm in..I got my prescription and my hand is now healing well. And, so the moral of the story is...if your going to wear your panties to the Dr make sure they're cute!
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April