A Female Doctor Opts for Invasive Probing with Generic Viagra

Hello again! Time for more Generic Viagra news from a woman's perspective, guys! It's me, Dr. Suki Doittome, with more medical information, and personal stories, for the men out there. I've seen first-hand what Generic Viagra can do for a man who's feeling a bit down down there. I've already shared with my loyal readers how I convinced my ailing boyfriend to get real and get hard and get some Generic Viagra. He promptly did so, and he's been a raging bull every since. Which is the way I like it- I enjoy a rough ride every now and then. People who see me at the office every day, with my clean lab jacket and my stethoscope, might find all of this hard to believe. But, as a matter of fact, I sometimes leave my jacket on during! Especially since my boyfriend's made a habit of sneaking in to administer injections to me in my place of work. Since starting the Generic Viagra I prescribed for him, he's been even more adventurous than he was when I first met him

Just the other day, I was working late again, writing prescriptions for Generic Viagra, when a knock came at my office door. "Come in," I said. "Don't mind if I do, Dr. Doittome," came the answer- the door opened a bit, and a dozen bright red roses stuck their heads through the door. Then- good gosh!- something else bright and red stuck its head through the door, followed by the rest of my boyfriend. That's the Generic Viagra at work! He had already unzipped in the empty hallway. "Your reputation precedes you!" I gasped. He scattered the roses around the room and took me right there, on the desk. But not before putting on my stethoscope. He likes to play doctor a lot now since he got his Generic Viagra- and he can do anything he wants to me. I trust his expertise.

One night he lost all shame and dragged me off to the MRI scanner- you know, those big cylindrical contraptions, where the patient lies on a little bed and passes through the hoop, as it takes high-resolution scans of the patient's insides. We call this a "non-invasive" method. Well, with his Generic Viagra in his bloodstream, my boyfriend was very, very invasive. He probed me deeply as he set me down on the MRI bed; somehow I reached back, pressed a button, and the bed started moving, and the machinery started humming and rotating around us as we began to pass into the circular opening. Generic Viagra sure had led to some interesting situations! I contemplated, for a moment, the nesting-doll quality of our position- his entire body was passing into the huge donut hole of the MRI, even as his second self, his manhood, was passing into my own apparatus. It was like one of those Escher drawings.

What a long, strange trip it's been with Generic Viagra! I won't even talk about the scans that we found waiting for us after we had finished- some very interesting cross-sections to say the least! But we headed straight from the MRI room to the physical therapy room, because after what he did to me, I was having trouble walking! After a bit of hydrotherapy in the hot tub, though, I was good to go. By the time it was all over, it was almost time for my morning shift already! Time sure flies with Generic Viagra. My colleagues were starting to trickle into the building- and, after banging me all night, my boyfriend had been reduced to a trickle as well! Hey, even Generic Viagra has its limits!