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What to do with old love letters?
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Cringeworthy.







I'm in the doctor's office. In the gown. Behind me is the door. The doctor is taking forever. There are magazines on the counter across the room. I really want one. I'm so bored. But I know the doctor will come in the minute I get up and be confronted with my naked naked ass.

My doctor is hot. Why do I only see her when I'm in the gown? I had a good outfit on.

I ask lots of questions while she does my breast exam. Then she starts to talk about nipple discharge. wtf? Stop talking about nipple discharge, its ruining my breast exam.



 


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