Well, I had the exam and he did the finger test, ugh! He was quite gentle and said the prostate fell OK, I did think he went overboard on the lube though. Thank goodness he has small fingers! Now they want to do a colonoscapy! Man, they really must like my bum, the ole lady thinks it's cute at any rate.
Just a query... you don't think you were a glove-puppet in a previous life, do you? I know this question may seem heartless, but I sometimes I recall a time when I used to sit on a pantry shelf. It was only later that I realised that somewhere in my past, I was a tin of recarnation milk.
...sometimes I recall a time when I used to sit on a pantry shelf. It was only later that I realised that somewhere in my past, I was a tin of recarnation milk.
I think I saw you in Beauty & The Beast !
WoW!
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Yes, but it was the series with Linda Hamilton in the role as 'Beast' and Big Ron as the lonely soul seeking companionship. I was the the can next to the dusty bottle of ketchup called Agnes.
It wasn't a speaking-part, but oh... the fun we had.
It could be worst. I was at the state fair a few years ago and they had this health section. The ex encourage me to go in the trailer for the prostate thing. I was told it was just a blood test. Went in, got my blood drawn. Next thing I knew, some doctor came in putting on a latex glove. " drop your drawers and bend over" he says. Finger up the ass. Yes, I am that easy. After that, I never went to the fair again. I was violated.
So , turning 51 in October, I will plan on the old shoving a tube up your ass.
Well, I had the exam and he did the finger test, ugh! He was quite gentle and said the prostate fell OK, I did think he went overboard on the lube though. Thank goodness he has small fingers! Now they want to do a colonoscapy! Man, they really must like my bum, the ole lady thinks it's cute at any rate.
Just a query... you don't think you were a glove-puppet in a previous life, do you? I know this question may seem heartless, but I sometimes I recall a time when I used to sit on a pantry shelf. It was only later that I realised that somewhere in my past, I was a tin of recarnation milk.
Like I'm not a puppet today? Regardless if it is strings or a hand up my bum. I'm pretty easy in all reaity.
