He came around to the other side of the table, smiling crookedly, a handsome black-haired man whom she'd have to get to know very well in the next year. He resumed listening through the

stethoscope and thumping her chest with his fingers. Through the material of her smock, the stethoscope was warm, but his fingers were every bit as penetrating as before.

"Of course I'm taking a chance on letting you in here," he said. "You've got to make good, you know. I'd hate to see you fail here and have to go back and do your internship in the city after the brilliant record you had in school."

She smiled with false confidence and said, "I know I'll do well here. As the youngest in the class, and with the best average, I'm all ready for practice."

"Grades don't mean a thing here. And the fact that you're a mere girl doesn't serve as an asset here," he said, and let the stethoscope dangle from his neck while he placed his cupped hands over her tits.

Joyce barely suppressed a gasp, and Dr. Morgan's grin became malevolent as he thoroughly felt of her tits through the smock. "Just checking for lumps," he said. "Checking you extra good. Can't have my intern finding fault with my technique."

"Of course, Dr. Morgan… Phil, that is." Joyce thought of broken bones and appendectomies. She tried to read the titles of the medical books lining his private office. Anything to get her mind off the terribly intimate gropings of his hands on her tits. She was almost desperate in her need to keep her nipples from responding to his touch.

At last his hands stopped their massaging of her breasts and his grin faded. "What have we here?" he said. "Let's have a closer look at this, dear."

He slipped his hands up inside the loose white smock and made Joyce feel decidedly faint when

he closed them on her bare tits. By then she didn't care if she had a lump on her breast or not. All she cared about was getting through this ordeal with some of her dignity left. His creeping hands were raising gooseflesh on her body, and she could feel twinges of tingling firmness around her aureoles and nipples.