I was so damn excited, my heart pounding in my chest like a jackhammer, as I lay on the examination table, my legs spread wide apart, my cunt dripping with anticipation. The fake doctor, with his sly smile and twinkling eyes, was about to give me the most intense physical examination of my life.
I was a stripper, a damn good one, and I had been hired for a bachelorette party. The bride-to-be and her friends were all cheering and whistling as I took the stage. I could feel their eyes on me, and I knew I was about to give them a show they would never forget.