<strong>THE FAT MAN, IN HIS OFFICE, WITH DR. STANLEY ADAMS, VIRGINIA DALLAS AND PATIENT ANNA BELLE LEWIS</strong><br/><br/><strong>"You'll live honey, and you're in good hands,"</strong>the Fat Man chuckled.<strong>"Now can you breathe slowly in and out please?"</strong>He calmly pushed the girl's top up a little to look at her abdomen, and lightly moved his stethoscope over it, listening whether Anna Belle's condition wasn't just a bad case of gas or something she ate. A raised eyebrow at Stanley indicated he was to pay close attention to this important lesson in How To Treat Tummy Aches.<br/><br/><strong>"Does it hurt when I press here... and here?"</strong>he asked, prodding her with his fingers in her sides and lower stomach.<br/><br/><strong>"Hmmm, strange,"</strong>he muttered to himself as he felt a small, firm lump inside her where none was meant to be, either in her intestines or possibly her uterus.<br/><br/><strong>"Miss Lewis, I'm going to take an ultrasound of your insides to see if I can find the source of the trouble. It won't hurt a bit, but if I can't see what's wrong on the machine, I'll have to give you a pelvic-rectal examination to feel for abnormalities,"</strong>he explained with a friendly, concerned smile, while rubbing cold jelly into Anna Belle's stomach.<br/><br/>Once he was rolling the scanner over his patient's abdomen, he watched the small, grainy black and white screen of the ultrasound for clues. The Fat Man took off his glasses and squinted at something repeatedly, poking a finger at it and looking curiously at Dr. Adams.<br/><br/><strong>"There's definitely a lump which shouldn't be there,"</strong>he said calmly and seriously to his patient.<strong>"I can't see what or exactly where it is on this grainy screen here, but we're going to have to find it and maybe take a biopsy before things get worse. It could be an inflamed appendix, or a cyst somewhere. I'd like to repeat at this point that you're still not going to die. Please stay calm, take off your pants and panties, and spread your legs on the table please, so I can find out what's wrong. Pay attention please, Miss Dallas, you're chaperoning."</strong><br/><br/>He spread out a white, soft towel on the examining table, and with great willpower restrained himself from getting an erection.<br/>