Many thanks to IMAGINARY POWERTRIP for giving up another secret, at least to this inexperienced foo, this time to lure in with some effective cologne. I took it out on it’s first test drive, and just for just a second I thought this powerful new weapon had gotten me into a porno scene during a medical scan I had today, of course it didn’t but for a moment a man can dream!
I went for a nuclear medicine MRI today to check out how I am healing, clear bill of health as far as that goes it turns out so that is great I can keep moving forward. I saw the nurse, or technician, on duty from where I was sitting to wait. She was beautiful, my lucky day I thought! They weren’t making me change into one of those ridiculous gowns either so that was great, or was it?
She brings me in, gets me to remove all metal(made sure I wore a non-offensive belt today) and lay down on the scanner’s bed. She has a quick look at my chart and then at me, and then comes over. I am on a slight incline, so my shoulders and head are at the lower slope while my feet are at the other end, maybe two or three feet higher than my head. She says to me; “I’m going to need to get you to remove your pants for this one.”
Well shit, it is worse than the gown I thought to myself. “Not a problem.” of course I replied as I started to undo my belt. The next thing I hear is “No-no, I’ll get that for you.” And the next thing I see is a giant grin on her face, as she is literally taking my belt off and pulling down my pants, haha. She talks again while she is still pulling down my pants mind you, by then I am sure my face is more red than a Qantas tail fin, so close to me I think I could even feel her breath across my skin; “So what is that cologne? I like that a lot.”
I can honestly say I was completely and utterly useless at that point. I actually responded with “I’m not really sure, just kinda grabbed one I liked and I don’t really remember.” Lol, an English friend of mine would probably tell me that was a “complete cock up” I am sure, and I would have to agree!
Sometimes I am even a mystery to myself, but, one thing is always totally predictable; the fumble!