Patti, a well-stacked blonde, sat on the examining table. Dr Donovan placed his hand on her bare breast, "You know what I'm doing, don't you?" he asked.
"Yes," she murmured, "You're checking for breast cancer."
Donovan then began caressing her stomach. "Of course," he continued, "you know what I'm doing."
"Yes," she smiled. "You're checking my appendix."
By now the M.D. couldn't control himself any longer. He ripped off his clothes and began making love to her. "You know what I'm doing, don't you?" he gasped.
"Yes," she replied. "You're checking for VD . . . and that's what I came here for."
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