Nodding wordlessly, Lise lay down on the bed as I placed a pillow under her head. I set her up in a way that she was reclining instead of completely lying down though, making sure that her stomach muscles were relaxed as I began my inspection.
Let's see... flat... toned musculature... a few faded scars here and there... an old burn wound just below the navel that I still remember was due to her getting too close to a heated anvil... No visible pulsations too... So far so good.
"I'm gonna take a listen on your stomach now," I informed my sister as I placed my head on her taut stomach. "Don't worry, I just need you to be calm enough not to move, okay?"
I made it a point to look at her before doing my thing just so I was sure that she was comfortable. Her face really betrayed the nervousness in her as she gave me her consent. "Okay..."
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