2010.02.01 09:43:49

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Fiction Writings → A Common Problem

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Chapter 1

"Bowling? Really? It's an unusual injury to get from bowling."

The doctor didn't sound convinced, but I thought I might be able to get away with it. "Er, yes, bowling."

"And so how often do you go bowling?"

It wasn't going to work, but I thought I'd try to bluff it through. "Um, well, about... once in a while..."

The doctor sighed, took his glasses off, and leaned forward at me. "Mr Jones, I have seen the X-rays of your hand and the physiotherapists report, and I can say that in all my years of looking at hand pain problems, symptoms like yours have never been attributable to a bad technique at bowling."

Rats, found out. "Er, well... perhaps it's something else then?"

He looked at me, and knew exactly what I was hiding. "Really, Mr Jones, I think you and I both know why you have developed this pain in your right hand. Come now, we are both adults."

I felt ashamed, and looked down. "Yes, you're right, it's... it's..."

"Mr Jones, are you a compulsive masturbator?"

"Yes."

"Good, now we've found out what the problem is, we can try to find a solution. It's quite a common situation so there are several things we can try."

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2008.12.10 09:06:34

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Fiction Writings → The Estate 35-58 (Archives 2004)

Randy adjusted the stirrups on the examination couch, a tray next to it containing an interesting assortment of devices he looked forward to using that evening. Dimming the lights slightly, he went into the adjoining room and returned carrying a limp Jasmine easily against his broad chest. He placed her, fully clothed, on the couch, hiking up her skirt just enough to secure her legs in the stirrups on either side, exposing a generous portion of her slender thighs and pantyhose. She rolled her head about, trying to glean some clue as to who was handling her, but was unable to see because of thick sunglasses placed there earlier when the attendants had first brought her down. She moaned slightly, still barely able to move or speak. Securing her arms to a strap behind her head, he slowly removed the shades, allowing her to get a good look at who was going to be administering to her this evening.

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2008.12.10 08:58:25

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Fiction Writings → The Estate 19-34 (Archives 2004)

Delores kissed the tears away on his cheeks, all her instincts coming to bear on him, prying her way past his armor to get to the infant she knew now was in there, yearning for her. John lay relaxed in her embrace, well wrapped by blankets, his eyes drifting open slowly, filling with a view of her face floating over him. He lay placid in her arms, noticing for the first time how delicate her features were; large brown eyes flecked with hazel, the soft arch of her eyebrows, her full lower lip, its caress a recent memory on his cheek and the light spray of freckles across the bridge of her smooth aquiline nose. His eyes searched hers gently, unblinking, and they lay there together, complete. She was beautiful, he felt, his heart still open, beauti........

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2008.12.10 08:49:26

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Fiction Writings → The Estate 1-18 (Archives 2004)

She rolled over slowly, her motion hampered by the cast on her left arm and the IV tubes attached to her other wrist. Waking up a bit more she also became aware of the bandages on her head and shoulders. Gasping with the pain of trying to raise her head Elena fell back, heart tripping in panic and sweat sticking the nightgown to the center of her back. A nurse, hearing the gasp, hurried over to find Elena shivering in confusion.

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