Erotic Dentistry

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So I have a new dentist. I wasn't prepared for how good looking he is. I mean, I prepared by brushing my teeth and wearing clean clothes, but I was NOT prepared for a young, hot dentist who stroked his index finger back and forth over my lower lip to indicate where the numbing should take effect. Nor a young, hot dentist who accidentally dripped water down my neck, then gently wiped it up with a soft cloth while saying, "You didn't know I was going to give you a bath today, did you?" Or told me I have beautiful teeth. And a quick intellect and wit. AND gave me a blanket to keep warm when he saw me shiver slightly.

So new young, hot dentist, I forgive you for putting me through two hours and fifteen minutes of dental torture, for using not only a regular drill but an air hammer drill on my back molars, for opening my mouth wide enough that I resembled a snake trying to eat a sheep and then sending me home without any prescription-grade pain killers. But just barely.

(When he stepped out of the room to wait for the shots to take effect, I texted all my friends about my new, young, hot dentist. He might have a rash of new patients soon.)

Comments

Technodoll said…
He he! You lucked out - reeer!

Love your blog btw... I'll be back for more, it's hard to find good ones :-)
Wednesday, December 19, 2007
Wayfaring Wanderer said…
Maybe that's my problem with going to the dentist (which I rarely do), it needs to be someone good looking to take my mind off the fact that I am in fact AT THE DENTIST!!
Thursday, December 20, 2007
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