We got to the clinic a bit late because of the heavy rainfall. I was accompanied by my uncle, my dad’s youngest brother, to get a prescription for my allergy.
Check-Up...
Check-Up… (Part 2)
Uncle Randy’s hands were clammy. They shook violently as his skin grazed my skin ever so lightly. At the doctor’s encouragement, he began to gently prod and stick his fingers
Check-Up… (Part 3)
My eyes started to flutter, I could feel every part of my body tensing. It was like my whole body was on fire as my uncle gently chewed on my nipples, and the good doctor invaded my inner recesses