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Subject: Re: Question for Men


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Date Posted: Wednesday, November 12, 2014, 04:55: pm
In reply to: T H 's message, "Re: Question for Men" on Wednesday, November 12, 2014, 08:01: am
 Throughout my youth and adolescence I was so frightened when told to pull down my pants and bend over the receptionist's lap for a shot that I wanted to cry, but I never did, nor did I scream because the receptionist often complimented me for taking it bravely.
The only time I did cry was for an injection I didn't get. I was about 14 and the doctor's beautiful teenaged daughter was acting receptionist during the school holidays. I really fancied her and craved her respect so I didn't want her even to know that I still got injections in the bottom (which I deemed childish), much less endure the almost inconceivable humiliation of bending across her lap for her to watch me get one back there. I was so pent-up with fearful emotion that, when the doctor asked me the dread rhetorical question, "How about a shot?", I burst into tears and he made it even worse by asking in her presence, "What's wrong? It's just the usual shot in your bottom". He eventually relented and prescribed pills but I realised that my tantrum must have made me appear even more childish to the girl than I would have bending bare-bottomed across her lap for the injection.
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