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 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 going in and out with skill but you are now
too numb to feel him within you.
After a few 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!
Excuse me, What were you thinkin'?
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