”You don’t have anything I’ve not seen before; now strip before she gets here. You don’t want to waste her time do you?”” I guess not.” ... said as I striped down naked under the watchful eye of the nurse. She did not avert her eyes or look away. She in no way attempted to make me feel any less uncomfortable.Just then, Doctor Troski burst in “Good evening Mr. Smith I trust you are feeling well, only here for an initial office visit and physical examination, yes?” she rushed in her eastern. I didn’t look up at the old voice speaking to me. ‘You have to have a destination, or somewhere to be, to be lost. I haven’t got either.’ ‘Fair point son. But you don’t look good. I’ve seen dogs diggin’ in the trash that looked better’n you my boy.’ I looked up slowly at the man, my eyes heavy, the sleep of the peaceful had eluded me for six months now, my eyes had shown the signs of it after two days, now, they looked as blackish purple as a plums skin. I raised one corner of my mouth in a. He continued as she arched her back and pressed to him. She let out soft, muffled moans and whimpers as she burried her face into his chest as he leaned down to hold her. Feel that? he asked, recieving no response. Hold onto that feeling. Hold it. Hold it baby he encouraged. She tensed, unsure of what he meant, but trying desperately to please him until he finished. Good girl he moaned, almost growling in pleasure. His moans increased, becoming even more throaty and growling. She whimpered,. I'm also not sure anymore if I would want to have children even if it were possible with my husband.Actually, I think that may be the first time I have spoken (or written) those thoughts out loud and unequivocally. My spoken thoughts have always been along the lines of, "I don't know but..."I have never told him that he shouldn't do it if he could. The door is still open to him. But if he were able to find a cure - to produce sperm of his own and get them inside of me - I might not be a willing.