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... The girls smiled coyly
as I came up with a lame excuse for their presence. "You know what? I needed some
help... I have to make sure I have one more person here, because if the doctor comes in...
and he sees me and you in there..." "Uh..." He interrupted nervously.
"I can come back..." "No no no, honey!" I pleaded. It was clear that
he was uncomfortable with the notion as he resisted our attempts to talk him into it. We
all became very assertive and finally convinced him to come into the examination room with
the three of us. As we entered the room he questioned us with a look of uncertainty on his
face. "A-are you sure it's okay...?" "Yeah" We assured him. "Take
off your clothes." We made up a lie and explained the office was out of clean patient
gowns so he'd have to shed his clothes. "I just have to take off my shirt,
right?" Barry questioned. The girls and I told him since it was a semen sample, it
was mandatory that he remove his jeans as well. He wanted to go to the bathroom, but we
weren't having it. This was an examination, after all, wasn't it? Tricia began to slip on
a pair of rubber gloves, obviously eager to play with my hunk of a boyfriend. ... |
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