It's not the most glamorous thing, getting tested for venereal diseases. But he sits there taking his licks. It is a danger of the job, so to speak. A ladies man has many partners and once in a while, when your piss starts to sting, you take the necessary precautions.
The nurse comes in. She's a slinky red thing, wearing scrubs at least one size too small. He tries to control himself, knows that the next part is going to go much worse if he doesn't relax. She smiles, introduces herself, and prepares the swab.
The swab looks like q-tip--one that looks all too big to fit where it's going to go. He wonders if this is an appropriate time to talk to her. It's an unusual situation to meet someone. But she sure is attractive and he is still date-less for Friday, a rarity for him. He lays exposed on the table while he ponders his situation.
She inserts the swab and it sends a shiver up his spine. He grimaces.
Oh hell, he thinks, she's already seen all of him that there is to see and they haven't even had a date yet.
"So," he says with a wry smile, still on his back, "what's a nice girl like you doing in a place like this?"
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