"And, did he ever touch you inappropriately?"
Sarah paused her story for a moment, growing red in the face. "What?"
"Did he ever touch you, it's okay, you're not alone. This office is a safe place."
"Why would you even ask?" Sarah nearly yelled in her surprise.
"Look, I get a lot of patients coming through here and I just want them to know that they can talk to me freely. It would be statistically plausible that he touched you at one point."
"It would?"
"Yes, look, I have your breast interests in mind."
"Well... maybe, I dunno."
"He probably did."
"Are you sure these are normal questions?"
"Sarah, I need to know what you've been through so that I can give you a prescription."
A flicker of recognition passed across Sarah's face. "What kind of prescription?"
"Oh, some uppers or downers, depending on what it is you're feeling. That is, if he touched you."
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