| Tuesday |
| mind test |
Starting the lecture with silly pick up lines by our quriky lecturer today certainly didn't work for me. My mind wandered off for the rest of that lecture, thinking of more pick up lines. I came up with a couple, which i was so damn proud of:
"Let me masticate you."
"I think my hypoglossal nerve isn't functioning, can you test it out for me?"
**cue for laughter** - Com'on, my ones must be better than the lecturer's "Let's practise using our optic nerves."
Now that i've got you in that state of mind, i figure i'll chuck in this joke i found off a website : "A girl's first time..."
As you lie back your muscles tighten. You put him off for a while searching for an excuse, but he refuses to be swayed as he approaches you. He asks if you're afraid and you shake your head bravely. He has had more experience, but it's the first time his finger has found the right place.
He probes deeply and you shiver; your body tenses; but he's gentle like he promised he'd be. He looks deeply within your eyes and tells you to trust him-he's done this many times before.
His cool smile relaxes you and you open wider to give him more room for an easy entrance. You begin to plead and beg him to hurry, but he slowly takes his time, wanting to cause you as little pain as possible.
As he presses closer, going deeper, you feel the tissue give way; pain surges throughout your body and you feel the slight trickle of blood as he continues. He looks at you concerned and asks you if it's too painful. Your eyes are filled with tears but you shake your head and nod for him to go on.
He begins going in and out with skill but you are now too numb to feel him within you. After a few moments, you feel something bursting within you and he pulls it out of you, you lay panting, glad to have it over.
He looks at you and smiling warmly, tells you, with a chuckle; that you have been his most stubborn yet most rewarding experience.
You smile and thank your dentist. After all, it was your first time to have a tooth pulled. Naughty, Naughty! |
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