Doctor’s orders
November 8, 2010
He like his sex unconventional. Some would call it experimental,
certainly vigorous, and definitely physical. Maybe too physical. Mixing
pain into his pleasure, and cutting very, very close to a dangerous line
is taking its toll on his body. He shows up with strange bruises, the
next week it’s a minor fracture, his neck has been strained, sometimes
there’s a knee brace, the shoulder’s been f-cked up for a while, and his
back is a chronic issue too.
The excuse of course is that he’s
active, that he exercises, he’s sporty, and that’s true, yes, but the
injuries are not sustained while playing pickup, no, not at all. The
injuries happen when he’s doing his business with his steady girl, a
willing and capable participant.
His doctor is aware of what’s
been ailing him, and WHY it’s ailing him. Helps when he can. But he’s
been urged to take it easy because lately it’s been getting too rough.
Especially with insurance and medicals and all that kind of paperwork,
it’s hard to explain away the cuts and sprains, the little accidents
that seem to be occurring with increasing frequency. He’s so into it,
and he gets so off on it, it’s hard from him to curtail his fun. But
they all agree, at least it’s been the case in the past, that when it’s
time to get to work, he manages to keep his freak under control.
Lainey has dropped many hints that this is George Clooney.
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