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My baseball coach ordered me into the school’s clinic for an stamina test, and I had no idea what that meant. The nurse showed me back into the apartment and told me to get down to my tee-shirt and underwear. Dr. Phingerphuk had me take off my tee-shirt and he commenced the examine by listening to my heart and looking in my mouth. Then, he commenced to palpate my belly and torso for delicate areas. Pulling down my underwear the doctor had to inspect me and I didn’t know that this was something the doctor’s usually do. Dr. Phingerphuk put on some gloves and inspected my sausage and balls. Rolling over the doctor put a drop of lube on my pucker and he used his finger to get it right there. He placed a thermometer in my caboose for a minute to let it get an accurate reading. I could have told him that I was feeling fine, but doctors never believe you.
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