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Bed Bath

Do we really want to talk about such things, well, here it comes, in a slightly veiled form, let's say on a professional basis, a medical oasis, somebody has to do it - I'm glad it's not me. It all started with private parts and finished, let's say that all the enthusiasm had not diminished; I was unfolded and folded back like someone was making a sandwich - didn't matter, brown or white. There's an option - easy one, fine and the other? Well now, one can be transfixed, fleeting moment; did it happen, yes - part of our system, you know, there are limits - it's about as far as you can go. Perhaps I should have considered medical harassment, but the poor chap wouldn't like the embarassment.

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