(Chapter 15) "He Looked Familiar" (circa-1982) When Brenda Morton entered a room her tits came first and the rest followed. "Come inside," she invited, her words breathed in a soft seductive whisper, her eyes taking a quick tour over the smart young man old enough to be her son. "I was expecting someone older," she said. "Please take that age thing as a...
Elaine used to dread going to the dentist. The old man who had treated her all her 35 years was slow to adopt the new, pain reduction techniques. Finally he retired and Elaine had to find a new dentist. That's when she discovered Tom. Tom was the new dentist in town. Young and good looking he was rapidly building his practice. A friend had recommended him t...
I called her more than a month ago. I didn't have any dental problem at that time. I just wanted to talk to her. Tell her... I don't know what. Her receptionist wanted to know if it was an emergency. I said no, I just wanted to talk to Joanne. Joanne Pretty, that's her name. What a funny name for a dentist. "Do you want to make an appointment with Doctor P...
(A Story of Alternative Dentistry) I was the only person left in the dentist's waiting room. The last appointment of the day I guessed. I had already leafed through most of the dog-eared magazines that were strewn about the coffee table. I'd been nervous enough as it was, without this dreadful waiting, the delays, waiting for my name to be called. This was...
To the Readers - Beware, this story is not for the timid or the weak. ____________________________________________ It was Friday morning and it was turning into a fire drill with Sue trying to pack. Sue had to catch a flight to Phoenix that afternoon to attend her 10 year high school Reunion; she was running late. I was going to fly to Phoenix Saturday mo...
1. The girl at the front desk I'm humming to myself; there is not much else I can do. The day's paperwork is all done but I'm not allowed to leave my desk without permission. So there I am, a graduate from Harvard business school sitting at the reception desk of a small dental clinic, humming to myself. Humming to the rhythm of the vibrator that is logge...
I'd woken up a little nervous, I'd got an dental appointment and there was a possibility that I needed an extraction. The dentist had suggested that as a last resort but this troublesome tooth did need looking after. The appointment was quite early in case I needed to be put to sleep. Today's classes at my boarding school in Cheltenham were on hold. I'd had...
Chapter #1 A Good Boy Acting Badly "Stephen's just a good boy acting badly," is how my grandmother used to phrase it talking to my mom. "He doesn't mean to be bad, he just can't help it sometimes." But that never cut it with my dad though. You see, trouble just seemed to follow me, and always too close for comfort. Like the time we were throwing apples at...
The next tennis evening I told Erica what had happened: first, the evening with Myriam (and Estelle?!) and then the afternoon meeting with her mother and aunt. Erica was silent for a moment. Then she said she had a hard time believing the personality split. I told her there was a lot of literature on that subject. And how the shrink had assured me it might b...
In the bar, elbows flat on the wood, the dentist held himself up with another drink. He sipped the shot of Sambuca, and wondered about the three girls sitting next to him. Not the arrogant one closest to him, but the plump one in the middle. He watched her face in the reflection of the beer tap, almost hoping that she would look into the brass plate and see...