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Dr James started by taking my pulse, and then looking in my nose, ears, and mouth. Removing my shirt, he used his stethoscope to listen to my heart, and lungs. Putting the blood pressure cuff on my arm, it was a little bizarre to have him blow that horror up on my arm. He told me that it was normal, and so that is good to hear. Laying back on the table, he started to feel my casket and stomach. His cold, bare hands worked their way down towards my pants. Dr James lifted up my waistband and started to feel just underneath there. He paused from what he was doing and told me to take off my pants and have a seat. Searching for any tenderness, I tried to remain still while he felt around. He asked me to take my underwear improbable as well, and lay back. As I stripped them off, he on on a pair of gloves.
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