Open...Open...A Little Wider Please....

[juicylips]

Went to the dentist and had four cavities filled. An hour and 15 minutes in the torture chair. I had to have three shots of novacaine, two didn't work and when she started drilling, I came up out of the chair so fast. I guess that was her first clue that maybe I wasn't fully numb.

I usually do very well at the dentist. But not this time.
My jaw is still sore, guess that means no oral sex for a while. ;(


Cassidy,
who is whining and complaining...

 

[Merelan]

You can still receive can't ya?

 

[juicylips]

You can still receive can't ya?

LMAO!!

Of course...maybe that is what I need to take my mind off of it.

Cassidy

 

[Lost Cause]

When I hear the drill whirring, I try to focus on the most pleasurable sexual thrill I remember. It seems to work as I've had three root canals with no memory of pain.

My main memory I use is when my girl Roweena and I went skinny dipping in Lake Folsom in CA during the fourth of July fireworks there. There we were, nude on the rocks, making our own fireworks, with about two thousand people. The only time you could see what we were up to is when the really big fireworks burst overhead. The one enduring image I have of Ro is her face lit with passion with the fireworks bursting behind her, and me bursting inside her. Whew! I don't remember if I "pitched a tent" in the dentist chair or not.

 

[Elizabeth]

I wish I could conjur up a good image while in the torture chair. I don't do well at all and if I make it through without crying, I've done well. I happily take any and all drugs they offer. Sheesh, I get gas just for a cleaning.

 

[LadyDarkFire]

I'm NO good with dentists, which is a combination of a rather bad fear of needles and screwey teeth and nerves. Gas for just cleaning, twices as long for something like a cavity, and an Oral surgon for anything else, including a root canal.