“Naked?” Caitlyn finished Deb’s sentence. “We are always naked at home. In fact, we prefer to be naked everywhere. Please come in. Can I get you something to drink? Water? Soda? Wine?”
A smile was coming to Deb Braxton’s face. “A glass of wine would be very nice, thank you.”
“White or red?” Caitlyn asked.
“White please,” Deb responded.
“I’ll be right back,” Caitlyn said. “Peter, sit with Dr. Braxton in the living room.”
Not sure it was a smart thing to do, or even proper, I turned and led Deb Braxton into our living room. “I remember this room,” she said. She sat on a chair opposite our sofa. “I probably shouldn’t say this, but I will. Erin always told me you had a great body. I can see she was right.”
“Uh, Deb, what can we do for you?” I asked.
“You were very withdrawn, understandably, after Erin’s death,” Deb said. “I decided that I was acting inappropriately intruding on you. I heard you had remarried. I was just very curious how you were doing and had to satisfy that curiosity.”
Caitlyn came back into the room with wine for Deb and for each of us. Caitlyn and Deb talked for several minutes. To me, it almost sounded like Deb was interviewing Caitlyn. Deb finally brought me back into the conversation by saying, “Peter, I guess I shouldn’t have been surprised to find you and Caitlyn naked.”
“Why not?” I asked.
“Well,” Deb said, “Erin told me the two of you used to skinny dip in your pool.” Caitlyn gave me a smile. Our relationship had started when Amanda invited Caitlyn to skinny dip in our pool and contrived to get me home while they were doing it.
We talked with Deb a while longer. I updated her on the last five years of my life. I knew Deb was a doctor but had never known her specialty. I finally asked. “Dermatologist,” Deb answered. “Have either of you ever had a skin exam?” she asked. Caitlyn and I shook our heads negatively. “You should have a complete exam, at least every few years. Tell you what,” she continued, “we can do the two of you together and I’ll waive the fee for the first exam. I’m going to charge for treatment if I find anything that it, but I’ll give you the exam as an ‘introductory special.’ Just call my office and tell the scheduler I told you to say you are special patients.” Deb smiled as she said that.
The following day, I asked Caitlyn, “what do you think about Deb’s offer of a free skin exam? Should we do it?”
“Why not?” Caitlyn replied.
I called Deb’s office on Monday. I thought I heard a small chuckle when I said special patients. “Doctor Braxton sees special patients at the end of the day,” the scheduler said. “She’s got time at 6:00 p.m. on Thursday.” I took the appointments.
Caitlyn and I showed up at Deb’s office in a four-story medical office building by a hospital just as the last regular patients were leaving. The young woman in white behind the front desk took our names and made a call. We had just sat down when Deb appeared in the waiting room in the traditional white coat, accompanied by a younger man also in a white coat.
“First, I’d like you to meet the newest addition to our practice, Dr. Jeremy Swift. He’ll be doing Caitlyn’s examination. Peter, since you are older, you are more likely to have an issue so I feel I should do you exam myself.” That made sense so we agreed.
“You understand that we will be examining all of your skin, every nook and cranny,” Deb said. “For that reason, we’ll need you both naked. The other patients are gone. You can disrobe here and give your clothing to Melissa.” Deb nodded at the young woman behind the front desk.
This was not what I had expected. I glanced at Caitlyn. She smiled at me and kicked off her shoes. “Sure,” she said. Caitlyn and I stripped naked in the waiting room with Deb, Dr. Swift, and Melissa watching.
Once we were both nude, Deb said, “now, follow me.” She opened a door into the offices. Caitlyn and I followed the two doctors down a hallway. Other staff of the practice were still there. A few walked past us. We had started to turn into another hall when I saw a woman in a white coat further down the hall. She looked like another Doctor.
Deb saw the other woman and stopped. “Erika, come here,” Deb said. The other woman walked towards us. When she got close, Deb said, “Erika, I’d like you to meet new patients, Caitlyn and Peter Stone. Caitlyn, Peter, this is one of my partners, Dr. Erika Snyder.” We said hello and shook hands as if Caitlyn and I were not naked.
While that was happening, a man in a white coat with short grey hair and glasses entered the hallway. “More special patients Deb?” he called out.
“Milton, come here,” Deb said. “Meet Caitlyn and Peter Stone.” To us, Deb said, “this is my senior partner, Dr. Milton Wright.” We shook hands with Dr. Wright. We had a group of four doctors, all fully clothed, circled around Caitlyn and me. We were completely naked.
Caitlyn’s and my prior experience going nude had been around other people who were also nude. Even the crowd at the Michigan festival had been, mostly, nude. Being the only nude people in a clothed group was a new experience. I was enjoying it and I could see that Caitlyn was too.
The group finally broke up. Deb led us into an exam room that had two tables covered in white paper. “Lie face down on those tables and we’ll get started,” Deb said. I did as I was told. Soon, I felt Deb’s hands on my feet. “Most doctors use gloves,” she said. “I don’t because I’ve found that I can feel small lesions which I can’t see. Don’t worry. I washed my hands thoroughly.”