Pretty For The Doctor
So The Nymph told me a funny story. This is friend – of- a – friend- of – a – friend stuff, so take with appropriate grains of salt.
It seems this lady was lunching with a friend, and stopped at the friend’s house to freshen up before her annual gyn appointment. Seeing a tube of what is delicately advertised as “feminine deodorant spray” in a basket in the bathroom, she gave herself a generous spritz before heading to her appointment.
So when she got her feet up in the stirrups, her gynecologist’s first comment was “I see you made yourself pretty for me today!” She wasn’t sure what to say, so she didn’t respond. But when she got home, she had to have a look.
Imagine her chagrin. That feminine deodorant spray? Turns out it wasn’t. It was glitter spray….
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I had to go visit my gynae today and was having a quiet little giggle at the thought of presentation skills as suggested herein.
Glitter is like chewing gum on the sidewalk. I find it in nearly EVERY public restroom in my town. Even the grocery store bathrooms. It’s EVERYWHERE! It is in my uber. It is in the hospitaokls!…
And it eventually gets in places where it was never intended or wanted. It must take a lifetime to get glitter out of a snatch. Some glitter is made out glass. I wonder if it can cause cancer?
I imagine it can cause microscopic cuts in and around mucus membranes, possibly leading to infections…