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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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2008.12.17 07:06:43

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Fiction Writings → Let Me Entertain You (Archives 2008)

by can-lock

Let Me Entertain You

I think it was Liza Minelli that sang that song in the film "Cabaret". I could be wrong, most likely I am. If I was the least bit interested than I would do a web search at some point to find out for sure. But I am more interested in the meaning.

The song keeps repeating in my head when I am the "entertainment". More often than not she is enjoying my discomfort immensely while I am struggling to avoid pain.

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2008.12.11 21:53:17

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Fiction Writings → Military Wife part One /Archives 2005)

by: Justin Benedict

Military Wife part One

"P-please, Dee..." the older man, said, pleading with Dee, his eyes brimming with tears. Simone and Sheila stared at the tube around General Vidalia's quivering, horribly erect penis. "So he can't go pee-pee until you tell him he can, eh, Deirdre?" Simone asked, chuckling. "Well, Norb has a real authority problem, Simone" Dee said, her eyes sparkling. "For a man who is in charge of 400,000 soldiers at seven Army bases, he really knows quite little about obeying orders. He hasn't been allowed to pee for seventeen hours, and I think I may make him hold it in for another day if he keeps getting on my nerves."