The hot, blonde blue eyed doctor swept all of his belongings off his desk in a fit of passion before striding towards me, to lift me up and ravish me on his hard, so hard, table top…
It was Eric and Sookie in the flesh and oh, I was hot and bothered alright!
My heart ached with longing, my body was pulsating with lust and my brain couldn’t possibly handle the sheer sexiness of an afternoon roll in the hay when he said:
“Contraceptives? Do you use them, Fazielah? I need to know as it might affect what I can prescribe for you.”
Wait… what?!
Ah, f***! I wasn’t embroiled in a daytime quickie with my hot new doctor. He was just taking my temperature and asking medical questions during my latest chest infection appointment.
Whilst I tried to stop blushing profusely at the very inappropriate fantasy I’d been having, Doctor McSteamy wasn’t helping matters by stroking my wrist, neck and face with his super soft hands.
Great, just freaking great… the most action I’d gotten in years from a seriously – I want-to-drop-my-panties-and-make-a-baby-with-you-hot-guy and he was my bloody married new doctor.
I would now need to change my GP again.
Sigh… a girl just can’t win! F*** it! NEXT!
