My Day

[florrie]

I had to go for a mammogram after work today. I got home at five and Zachary complained about his sore toe. I told him to go and get his tits squeezed flat in a vice four times and see how his toe felt then. George came home and greeted me with "Hello, Flattie".

Comments

[arknflark]

Oh. Ouch. Just thinking about it has me folding my arms protectively over my boobs.

And Hey! You posted! This may become a habit if you're not careful.

[florrie]

Just thinking about it has me folding my arms protectively over my boobs.

As well as the pain there was the trauma of not being allowed to wear anti-perspirant or powder. Trauma, I tell you.

[arknflark]

I know. I've been traumatised that way myself - no fun after spending a few hours waiting in an over-heated hospital.

I could see from their faces that it was no fun for the people obliged to wait near me either.

[florrie]

I suppose it was a small amount of pay-back in a way. Maybe next time I won't bother to dash home for a wash and shave before-hand. Just give the radiographer the full benefit of my ripe, hairy armpit when she says to lift and lean.

Yes, that's a plan.

[whitetower]

Ooo, it's catching! Keep posting. You're funny. And I'm sorry about your boobs. :)

[florrie]

And I'm sorry about your boobs.

Yeah, yeah sure you are. And as compassionate as the radiographer who politely asked, while poking at my tit to see if there was any 'give', if she could tighten the screws just a litttttle bit more. Yes of course you can, bitch, as long as you put on your fishnets and high-heels first.

[dawnydiesel]

*snort*

The perils of being the only woman in a house full of testosterone.

[florrie]

Oh, Dawny, you have so much fun ahead of you!