>A beautiful, voluptuous woman went to a
>
>gynecologist. The doctor took one
>
>look at her, and all his professionalism went out
>
>the window. He immediately told her to undress. After she had
disrobed, the
>doctor began to stroke her thigh. Doing so, he asked her,
>
>"Do you know what I'm doing?"
>
>"Yes," she replied, "you're checking for any abrasions or
dermatological
>abnormalities."
>
>"That is right," said the doctor. He then began to fondle her breasts.
>
>"Do you know what I'm doing now?"
>
>"Yes," the woman said, "you're checking for any lumps or breast
cancer."
>
>"Correct," replied the shady doctor.
>
> Finally, he mounted his patient and started having sexual
intercourse
>with
>her. He asked,
>
>"Do you know what I'm doing now?"
>
>"Yes," she said. "You're getting herpes, which is why I came here in
the
>first place.
>
>gynecologist. The doctor took one
>
>look at her, and all his professionalism went out
>
>the window. He immediately told her to undress. After she had
disrobed, the
>doctor began to stroke her thigh. Doing so, he asked her,
>
>"Do you know what I'm doing?"
>
>"Yes," she replied, "you're checking for any abrasions or
dermatological
>abnormalities."
>
>"That is right," said the doctor. He then began to fondle her breasts.
>
>"Do you know what I'm doing now?"
>
>"Yes," the woman said, "you're checking for any lumps or breast
cancer."
>
>"Correct," replied the shady doctor.
>
> Finally, he mounted his patient and started having sexual
intercourse
>with
>her. He asked,
>
>"Do you know what I'm doing now?"
>
>"Yes," she said. "You're getting herpes, which is why I came here in
the
>first place.
