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Sitting there blatant on the exam table, Dr. Phingerphuck came in and introduced himself. He said that I was randomly selected to participate in a prostate study. The first thing Phingerphuck wanted to do was listen to my heart and lungs, and he could tell that I smoked. Reminding me to breathe, the doc placed the apparatus against my hole and started to press in. Pushing in at a steady pace, it seemed the Doc was able to retrieve it all the way in my ass and it didn’t feel that bad.
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