I shifted uncomfortably in my seat, stupidly thinking everyone in the waiting room knew why I was going to see the doctor.
"Miss James to room 3 please."
I got up and tripped on my own feet as I made my way down the corridor. This was ridiculous. My lovely lady doctor had seen me for years and had never made me feel embarrassed. Why would she now?
I knocked and went into room 3, but was faced with a gorgeous, young and very male doctor.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I must have the wrong room, I thought they said room 3 for Dr Kate."
He smiled and gestured to the chair.
"Dr Kate is unwell today. They should have told you when you booked in so I'm sorry about that. I'm Dr Ross Brown, the locum for today. How can I help?"
I felt my cheeks redden as I realised what this meant. I either made up a random illness or I bit the bullet.
"I...uh...it's a bit embarrassing really."
He nodded, sitting back in his chair.
"Please don't be embarrassed, I'm sure I've seen and heard a lot worse. We're here to help."
I smiled and took a breath.
"It's just that, well I'm having a problem getting, well, wet. And then I can't orgasm as easily as I used to be able to."
He pulled his chair up to his desk, his face not giving away any sign of shock.
"OK, well we can certainly help I'm sure. Have you discussed this with your partner? Maybe you're stressed or he's changed the way he's touching you? Or she, sorry."
I smiled at his assumption but shook my head.
"I'm single. I normally just, how shall I put it, sort myself out."
"No problem at all. How often do you masturbate?"
I reddened again.
"It can be two or three times a day, but I just can't do it at the moment without having to use lube. I've never had this trouble before."