The Marine Next Door II
I am going to write it off to being pure hormones.
So I only but squeeze her hand as she sees the fear of hell creep into my eyes, yet, "Boo, is it going to be fine, I promise."
Then after what seems to have taken the Doctor nearly ten minutes, he finally shows his face again. Why the fuck did she not pick a female Doctor? I do not sit quite comfortably with a man touching my wife, well, I know not quite yet, but in my book, she is.
So barely able to contain my horror, I take a seat next to this very wife and grab her hand as tight as I can.
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