The Polish Experience By Nicholas Westerby This ... - GetSab.Com

The young man who brought the files returned and unlocked his office door,
this time he had on his doctor white lab coat. I looked at Elly and laughed as he
invited her in. The little office was dark, really dark and it had a bed at the far
end, a desk, some medical equipment that I guessed was the sonogram machine
and a little swivel stool that would have put the doctor at the right head height
when his patients were lying down, legs akimbo.
“Ch-e-ho.” She repeated as I giggled.
I didn’t know where to stand and as they jabbered over dates of birth, names
and blah blah blah medical stuff I rested against the wall. I tried to position
myself so I could see Elly and the screen where our child would first
materialize.
As Elly laid down and took off her pants but not her top I realised there
wouldn’t be any jelly on her belly. Instead the doctor produced a massive
phallic looking instrument and started lube-ing it up.
“Don’t enjoy it too much.” I said to Elly.
She was busy in conversation with the doctor who pulled a screen around her
bottom half and he got to work. I ignored them and focused on the white that
started to emerge on the black screen. The doctor checked on the screen then
starts to move his device around. All of a sudden he found the zoom button and
the clarity was amazing.