I Trust

by Maren L Johnson   Sep 27, 2007


He runs his hand up my dress
I sigh and smile confidently
He's an expert, he knows what he's doing.
I trust him with my life.
He parts my legs.
I've never felt this before...
He thrusts in and life is born.
I grit my teeth and allow him to do what he does best.
His final thrust is done with a grunt of satisfaction.
I rest my head, entirely breathless now.
Tears come to his eyes and I smile.
"Triplets Mrs. James" He congratulates me.
I sigh and smile and I'm greeted with his ray of satisfaction.
I trust my doctor.

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  • 16 years ago

    by shawn hoskins

    That that was very good didnt know you was talking about a doctor at first lol 5/5