Besti brandari sögunnar,,,lestu þennan...
It's your first time. As you lie back your muscles
tighten. You put him off for awhile 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 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 thinking?
YOU PERVERT, I know what you were thinking!