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Flashback Friday: Everything Checks Out
First Friday of the Month features a flashback to a previous story, sometimes with improvements added. Original Here.Â
“Coach, I thought I was here to help inspect some of your newest jocks. Why is he wearing scrubs and thinking he’s a doctor?”
“And there it is. Definitely not a fellow physician if he’s using a stethoscope down here.”
“And there it is. Definitely not a fellow physician if he’s using a stethoscope down here.”
Well… why don’t you go just ahead and give him an examination now. He should be very compliant for it once you start.
“Alright, you heard Coach. Let’s begin our thorough exam of all your orifices. We’ll check out your jockhole and then move on to your throat.”“And it looks like My indicator stick is standing right up, jock. I’m going to have to really get in there and do a deeper examination.”
“And it looks like My indicator stick is standing right up, jock. I’m going to have to really get in there and do a deeper examination.”Continue reading Flashback Friday: Everything Checks Out
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Caleb wasn’t entirely sure what had led him to pack a bag and hit the open road that day. He felt like he simply needed to go on a hitchhiking adventure, but yet he also felt like he had to go down a certain road instead of stand near a highway with more traffic. And though the road had little traffic, a few cars had stopped and asked him if he needed a ride. “No, I’m just going for a walk,” he’d end up responding. “Thanks for stopping though!” It was warm enough to take off his shirt, revealing an incredibly toned physique, but still early enough that he could comfortable enjoy being outdoors.
Yet any time he tried to think about why he was there or if he should go home, his mind started to become fuzzy. The only thing that felt right was to keep walking, occasionally breaking to stand to the side when he saw a vehicle approaching. Why did he think he needed to go hitchhiking, but kept turning down rides? Such questions muddled his mind some more, and he just kept walking until he saw a sleek black car approaching. This time was different than before, as the music coming from the rolled-down windows sounded strangely familiar. He needed to talk with the driver.
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