...aroused at the most inopportune times or places?

A few weeks ago while I was at the hospital waiting for a procedure to begin, I did. There I am, in the old granny, 'can't-tie-it-yourself' gown, my undies and some rather nifty socks the hospital gave me, on the table waiting for the doctor.

I sense.... something's moving down there. "Shit, not now, not now!" I say to myself. I try to flood my mind with thoughts that kill erections - the price of gasoline, Iraq, Lorena Bobbit, etc. Alas, the Captain only made it half mast, but refused to go down with the ship right away.

This was made all the more embarassing as Dolphin was in the room with me and noticed the tell-tale squirming signs as evidence of arousal. I did entertain the brief thought of thowing down with her right there, even if the nurse walked in on us... okay, especially if the nurse walked in on us.

Finally, the Captain went below decks in time for the procedure, which was good as I had to lay flat on my back for it. After the procedure, I was in so much pain that Lorena Bobitt could have been my 'doctor' and I wouldn't have felt any worse.

Ant

Of course one good thing about being female is that when we get aroused there is usually no immediately obvious pointer to it.

Of course one good thing about being female is that when we get aroused there is usually no immediately obvious pointer to it.



I was thinking the same thing. Yeah, guys may be able to pee standing up, but us women can keep our arousals to ourselves.  ;)



Cat

That happens to me... every now and then... Due to my wondering mind.

Sometimes I get so bored I start thinking dirty thoughts.

Although I've been fully clothed whenever it's happened, I haven't been while at the hospital.

...aroused at the most inopportune times or places?

A few weeks ago while I was at the hospital waiting for a procedure to begin, I did. There I am, in the old granny, 'can't-tie-it-yourself' gown, my undies and some rather nifty socks the hospital gave me, on the table waiting for the doctor.

I sense.... something's moving down there. "Shit, not now, not now!" I say to myself. I try to flood my mind with thoughts that kill erections - the price of gasoline, Iraq, Lorena Bobbit, etc. Alas, the Captain only made it half mast, but refused to go down with the ship right away.

This was made all the more embarassing as Dolphin was in the room with me and noticed the tell-tale squirming signs as evidence of arousal. I did entertain the brief thought of thowing down with her right there, even if the nurse walked in on us... okay, especially if the nurse walked in on us.

Finally, the Captain went below decks in time for the procedure, which was good as I had to lay flat on my back for it. After the procedure, I was in so much pain that Lorena Bobitt could have been my 'doctor' and I wouldn't have felt any worse.

Ant




At a hospital Ant??!! Nasty!!
Poke!!

;D

At a hospital Ant??!! Nasty!!
Poke!!

;D


If I would have known going into the procedure that it would cost me 1500$ out of pocket, I would have locked the door and definitely thrown down!  ;D


Of course one good thing about being female is that when we get aroused there is usually no immediately obvious pointer to it.


Oh, rlly?

http://www.2flashgames.com/2fgkjn134kjlh1cfn81vc34/flash/f-Hard-Nipples-3534.jpg

Must always be like the t-shirt says....

Ant

^ :D ;D

There have been times when I got aroused while lecturing - with no podium to block the view.  There were occasional comments in my student evaluations, like "his pants are too tight".  Oh well...