<div class="floatright">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/d80f/21h8ybmnz6cjeh34g.jpg) (http://www.mediafire.com/view/21h8ybmnz6cjeh3/Kimmie.png/file)</div><br/>Dr. Jensen is visibly taken aback upon meeting Huguette.  She called her an 'elder' and the respect she felt was palpable. With our identities established, she hesitates, but we begin:<br/><br/>“A pleasure to meet you Ms. Huguette, Ms. Kimmie. So …”<br/><br/>She gathers her poise once again....<br/><br/>“So how may a humble physician serve you, Ms. Clarkson? Ms. Dawson told me what was done to you. I suggest at a minimum we learn the state of your genetics and your hormone balance and of the proteins that express your genetics. Very expensive testing but Ms. Dawson assured me that cost was not a concern.”<br/><br/>I nod.....<em>"Yes, Chloe said that the testing would be necessary.  As you said, my genetics and hormonal situation needs to be uncovered.  As you noted, Doctor, I've undergone some remarkable changes."</em><br/><br/>Huguette calmly adds her impetus to the conversation:<br/><br/>“We must know Kimmie’s, Ms. Clarkson’s genetic viability. We have reason to believe that a daughter by Ms. Clarkson and Ms. Dawson would be, shall we say, significant!”<br/><br/>The doctor does not debate nor question Huguette's statement.  Dr. Jensen turns to me and says:<br/><br/>“So let’s do three things. First, a classic evaluation of your health. Blood pressure and temperature and oxygen uptake and organ function. Second, blood tests to observe both normal and genetic information. And finally, viability.”<br/><br/><em>"Ok"</em>I smile trying to lessen the awe in the room even more....<em>"Let do that"</em><br/><br/>“So Ms. Clarkson, please sit on the bench and I’ll do the usual exam. The I’ll take 8 vials of blood for the most complete examination I know how to order. Maybe more later, but let’s learn the 90 percent.”<br/><br/>For the next several minutes, I get a cursory physical examination.  Blood pressure, temperature, look in ears, nose, throat, eyes.  My breasts are examined, my heart and lungs are listened to.   Dr. Jensen drapes her stethoscope around her neck as she feels the glands in my neck as well as running her finger along my spine.<br/><br/>“Your body is as normal as normal! I don’t know what else to say. Let’s draw some blood. I’d call my nurse for this but I’d prefer we hold this very close.”<br/><br/>I pass the first part of the exam.  I appear to be a female to the good doctor.  She wheels a tray over to me and begins drawing blood.....lots of blood!  I count 8 separate vials that are filled.....seems like a lot to me....but I dont know the range of testing that is going to happen either.  Once completed, and the samples marked in some sort of code known only to Dr. Jensen at this time, she pushes the cart to one side and looks at me as I straighten my hair a bit.<br/><br/>“Now we have a problem, Ms. Clarkson. Sperm viability requires a sperm sample. Forgive me if this is too personal. If you can masturbate, that's the easiest. If not, then stimulating the prostate can produce sperm. Or we can do this in a hospital via a catheter. And no matter which method we choose, we probably ought to retain sperm for future use.”<br/><br/>Oh boy.....I suppose I could try masturbation.  Ive had a little success doing that....its not a guarantee though.  But I dont want to go to the hospital and be some sort of freak show either.....<br/><br/><em>"I'd choose not to go to the hospital for the catheter.  I, um, I'd rather not have even more people aware of my situation as it were.......I'd like to try masturbation....I think I can produce a sample for us....it might take a little longer than normal....."</em><br/><br/>Huguette listens in.  This is so embarrassing....and so, ugh, masculine......Dr. Jensen gives me a sample collection container and Im led to a small room.  The door is closed and I lock it.  I lift up my dress and pull down my panties and my pantyhose.   My penis is small, not quite a nub, but certainly not the penis of a mature male.  Pathetic really.<br/><br/>I sigh and begin a gentle caress to stimulate it.  I close my eyes to bring up a sexy image.  If Chloe were here that would certainly help.....<br/><br/>I see my droplet of water hanging off the blade of grass.....Then it dawns on me....why not try 'insight' to help me out?  Could it work?  Could it help?<br/><br/>I focus on my drop of water....I wait a moment....maybe two....the suddenly, I go into my mind.....I begin to see images....sexy images....lingerie.....Chloe and I....touching, kissing, fondling....The imagery becomes intense.  More than Ive experienced before....the sexy scenes flash by in groups.  I feel myself getting warmer, I feel things stirring in my groin.....my breath quickens....I begin to gently touch myself.   I seem to respond quickly.  While not a classic erection, I do manage to stiffen.<br/><br/>Suddenly, Im gently stroking, it takes but a few times and an orgasms occurs.....its a weak orgasm, not thunderous and not overwhelming.  More of a gentle sensation followed by-yes!-ejaculation!<br/><br/>I capture it in the sample vessel as my mind recedes to the water droplet then suddenly Im back in the room.<br/><br/>I clean up and exit the room, sheepishly carrying my 'sample'.   Dr. Jensen is there....was she waiting?  Its not until I get back into my exam room and Huguette smiles at me that I realize what Ive done.<br/><br/>By using 'insight' I opened myself up.  Dr. Jensen and Huguette could have viewed my entire episode had they wanted.  Huguette says to me in insight.<br/><br/>"You did well child, but remember when you open your mind, others can look in as well.  This is your lesson for today"<br/><br/>I blush.....she pats my knee.....In her speaking voice she assures me:<br/><br/>"I chose not to observe" Huguette smiles....<br/><br/>We sit in the room and await the return of Dr. Jensen.