First Time

It’s your 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 ease 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 you head and nod for him to go
on. He begins moving in and out with skill but you are now too
numb to feel him within you. After a few frenzied 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!

What were you thinkin’?

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