I'm at the Dr's this morning to get my stitches out from the nether regions of my lower abdomen, and I'm hoping for an ugly ass nurse. Not that I don't have the self control to keep the swollen member in check, but I mean its gotta be easier if the lady taking out the stitches looks like Mr. Bean or someone foolish like that.

So anyway... its not an ugly nurse. It ends up being the late 20's / early 30's nurse that I kinda have a school girl crush on. But she's married or something like that. It was never meant to be. My god though... for the first time she's wearing clothes that show off her body. That's a damn nice ass she's hiding there. Her 6' frame doesn't make her any less attractive.

Anyway.... so I'm laying down in the treatment room and she comes up to me and says, "pull your pants down". Now I can feel the blood start a flowin' but I'm like, 'yo... only if she pulls em down for you' (she didn't)

So I pull my pants down to the stitches, exposing one of many inches (that rhymes). Her eyes lit up and after she regained consciousness, she began taking the stitches out. I think she flinched more than I did, but I digress... :)

All went well and I was good to go in a matter of minu... err.. HOURS BABY!!!!

Draw your own conclusions!