A beautiful, voluptuous woman went to a gynecologist. The doctor took one look at this woman, and all his professionalism went out the window. Without even asking what she came for, he immediately told her to undress. After she had disrobed, the doctor began to stroke her thigh. He asked her, do you know what I'm doing? Yes, she replied. You're checking for any abrasions or dermatological abnormalities. That is right, said the doctor. He then began to fondle her breasts. Do you know what I'm doing now? He asked. Yes, the woman said, you're checking for any lumps or breast cancer. Correct, replied the shady doctor. He then began to kiss her passionately. Do you know what I'm doing now? He asked. Yes, she said. You're helping me to reduce my blood pressure, amping up my happy hormones, and boosting up my self-esteem for the news. Correct, said the doctor. Finally, he mounts his patient and starts having sexual intercourse with her. Do you know what I'm doing now? And wait, what news? He asked, astonishingly. Yes, she said. You're getting herpes, which is why I came here in the first place.