Dr. Deon Malcolm Monteclar
I stared at the handsome man with the bulge in his pants in front of me now.
“Verine!”
“Oh dick!”
Oh damn!
“Your mouth, Verine!” Tit shouted at me.
How come I can’t scream, his dick is in front of me like that.
I was shocked when I stumbled from the door and this handsome man with a big bulge in front of me was in front of me, his big bulge was in front of me.
It looks like I’m going to give a blowjob to this handsome man with a big bulge!
Damn, what is the size of the bulge in his pants?
It’s distracting me!
I looked up, the light from above was dazzling but I could still see its dark gaze on me, as dark as my future, you really are damn, Verine!
From here I can see his long lashes. Sharp nose thing with his thin and reddish red lips. Her skin color is white and her face is smooth.
I’m not good at drawing in poetry, I can’t be flowery in words. One thing I am sure of, figurative speech is not enough to describe its grace.
“Move your head away from my groin, miss.” There was something in its deep voice that caused my body to obey.
My feet and hands seem to have their own brains. I stood up from the argument, it was so hard that I acted when the skirt was too tight!
“Doc, please forgive my nephew, he’s just really naughty,” Tit said with a smile to the handsome man with the big bulge.
Damn.
What?
Doctor?
A handsome man with a big bulge?!
I repeatedly stare at his bulge. The size really is!
No wonder this handsome man with a big bulge is a doctor because most of the doctors in the hospital are handsome. It’s just surprising that he’s a doctor because of the size of his bulge, such a bulge for pornstar!
Can’t I be in a porn video? Is there a taping here ?!
“Verine!” I lost my thoughts as Tit’s eyes widened.
I rolled my eyes across the room. His office is twice the size of my room. I peeked through the open door. From where I stand the hospital bed can be seen there.
It’s not just one room. In the middle is the table and swivel chair. In front is the mini living room set. Maybe it’s for a meeting or appointment.
Obviously this hospital is not just for fun. White is the only color that covers the whole room, except for the other black ones.
There is medical equipment stacked neatly. There are also apparatus on the side. This office is very beautiful and proud.
I walked over to Tit to sit on the sofa. Tit touched me then came over and whispered. “Why did you finish early Verine?” my forehead furrowed at what she said.
“You should have digested the food so I could be alone with Doc!” she whispered.
Doctor bulge walked over to the table.
He glared at me before speaking. “Here’s the diagnosis…”
“You have rheumatism.”
“H-huh?” Tit asked the Doctor facing the two of us.
“What’s that doc?” she asked, smiling.
It even makes the handsome doctor with a big bulge even more cute!
“Rheumatism or rheumatic disorder is an umbrella term for conditions causing chronic, often intermittent pain affecting the joints and or connective tissue.”
“And…” he continued.
“You said at the interview that you’re back, neck and knees are aching right?”
Tit nodded.
“It’s Arthritis,” said the doctor.
Damn.
It turns out that Tit is getting older! Then have the courage to make this handsome doctor with a big bulge cute!
Malcolm’s Pov
I glanced at her direction. She covered her mouth to hide her laugh.
“Hmp!” she still stopped laughing even though I was staring at it.
My eyes narrowed. “Is there a problem, Miss?” I asked her.
“W-no,” she said while still giggling. What’s with her?
My eyes remained on her. “We are discussing important matters here. I suggest you take it seriously.”
She nods her head slowly. She looks hot doing that move.
What the fuck ?!
Did I just say that she looks hot doing that move?
Damn, it’s just a simple nod, Malcolm.
There’s nothing out there. She’s nodding, not giving you a head, so calm yourself!
I cleared my throat before speaking. “I recommend and require different kinds of treatment, nevertheless, you can take non-steroidal anti-inflammatory drugs, ibuprofen and naproxen, on herbal treatment, you can use cod liver oil and neem tree oil.”
“Remember that the main pressure link between weather and pain. Low pressure is generally associated with cold, wet weather and an increase in pain. Clear, dry conditions signal high pressure and a decrease in pain.” I showed her my prescription.
“Give this to the nurse, she’ll take care of it.”
“Hmm…” the middle aged woman nodded.
“Thank you doc?” she asked
“Doctor Malcolm Monteclar.”
