He walked through the opening, found her there sitting up, perfect posture. The simple grey couch she sat on was boxy, almost triangular. Bland to say the least. What wasn’t bland was her incredible figure, especially since she was nude. Her nipples perky as there was a slight chill in the room. Only the hum from the air purifier made noise.

As he approached the blindfolded woman his heart raced. He sat in the black folding chair directly across from there, only a couple feet away. As he sat, he took her full, naked body in. Her legs crossed at the ankles. Her wider hips with a small tuft of trimmed hair in her crotch, giving way to her hourglass midsection, perky breasts and hair up in a ponytail. Arms resting at her sides, fingers fidgeting, likely wondering what comes next.

He took the pencil off the end of the clipboard and set the duffle bag containing sharpies, highlighters, a pocket-sized flashlight and a few miscellaneous items at his side.

“OK Miss let’s get started. I’m going to ask you a series of questions here and just want you to answer as in-depth and thoroughly as possible. Pretty straightforward. First portion deals with your memory.” With a nod, they got started.

“Describe the first time you had sex with your partner,” he asked.

“Hmm, ok. We were probably 19. Maybe. I think it was our first our second date. Not sure if it was his dorm room or mine.”

“Very good. Describe your sex life in the early stages of your relationship.”

“Quantity not quality,” she said with a giggle. “Every day, multiple times a day…but that’s what you do at that age. All over the place, shower, bathrooms, floors, you name it.”

“Great. Now, describe a more recent sexual experience with your partner that really stands out to you.”

“That would have to be New Years Eve a few years back. Had a nice dinner with wine at a restaurant outside of town. I started teasing him on the drive home, which led to us pulling over. Fooled around in the car for a bit then decided we needed to get home, to have more room. So continued to lightly fool around on the way back. Finally got inside and went crazy. Just very hot and passionate.”

“Great, thank you. Seems your memory is very sharp. Good job. Now, let’s move to some anatomy, if we could. Go ahead and lie flat, please” As he said this, he grabbed his clipboard and checked the couple boxes pertaining to memory.

She followed his orders. He pushed his chair aside and knelt beside her. He started at her feet, gently rubbing and massaging them, flexing her ankles and toes. He worked her calves and above her knees. She gently squirmed, enjoying the relaxation. He massaged her hips, gently on her ribcage, up her shoulders and lower neck, finishing with her arms and hands. Flexing her wrists gently and squeezing the palms of your hands.

“Excellent,” he said, breaking the silence.

“Now, are you able to spread your legs, as if your partner was preparing to enter you?”

Again, she obliged. Pulling her ankles towards her sides and flaring her knees apart. He stared at her vagina and fought the urge to touch her.

“Beautiful. Now, can you roll onto your stomach and we’ll do the same thing again.”

She rolled over and again, he worked his way up her body gently rubbing and massaging her. Both times, getting just close enough to her sexual spots without actually touching them.

“Again, Miss, this time on all-fours, as if your partner was preparing to enter you from behind.”

Obeying, she brought her knees to her elbows and stuck her butt in the air. And again, all he could do was stare, straining against the urge to touch her and taste her.

“Alright, you can get comfortable again.

As she sat upright, he explained.

“I’m making a few marks here on my paperwork, all good things. Your anatomy matches your memory, both in excellent shape. Now is where we transition to the hands-on portion of the exam. I have some direction, you follow along. Then it will get more challenging with some identification items. As I read from your paperwork, do your best to follow through, ok?

“Alright..” she trailed off, in obvious anticipation.

“Here we go. Is subject able to masturbate and generate wetness to insert a finger?”

She bit her lip, unprepared for things to ramp up this fast. She leaned back slightly onto her elbows and place one foot up on the couch while opening her legs. She traced the outside of her vagina for a few seconds, spreading her lips and in no time, started slowly pushing her middle finger inside herself.

“Very good. Is the subject able to insert a second finger at this time?”

She slid her hand back down, this time inserting both her middle and ring fingers.

To be continued...