Dentist Chair Etiquette

[James]

I have a rather attractive dentist so going for my appointments is always a pleasure though I do try to limit my longing gazes, I am a gentleman after all.

[dxf]

I haven’t been to the dentist in almost 20 years. So, it hasn’t been a problem.

Last time I was there this beautiful hygienist cleaned my teeth. As would happen I ran into the same dilemma Shooter had. I didn’t know where to look. She had beautiful eyes, face, hair, um…etc. As y’all know, I’m a bit of a cheeky frakker. As she leaned over and worked, I was staring at her from upside down. I was entranced by her beauty so I just continued to stare. I didn’t look away. She didn’t look away. Granted, she was working but there was a moment where fantasy started to work its mayhem.

Finally after a few minutes she said to me, “Why are you staring at me?”

Without skipping a beat I said, “Oh. I’m sorry. I wasn’t staring at you. I was watching you work.” I gestured at her reflective protective goggles. “I can see everything you’re doing. It’s very fascinating.”

She was already blushing. After I gave my explanation, she giggled and her mouth curled in a very erotic and…ahem. My heart raced but my disposition was cooler than a Vulcan during Kolinahr…

That reads like a Penthouse letter.

[JollyAndy]

I go the Batlar way: if there is a hot woman, I look at her. If there’s not, I close my eyes and imagine Caprica Six. Or Athena Eight. One of the two. But there are also the crazy threes. Hard to pick. At least, that’s the conversation I have with myself in the dentist’s chair.

[fastcart]

I voted “Focus on a spot in the ceiling and think of better places to be” and “Baltar”. I listened to my mp3 player while the dentist worked. Soothing music helped. I cant imagine having work done to music with a beat. d:

I picked “close eyes” but I don’t try to nap. I listen to podcasts.

Do people nap?

I haven’t been to the dentist in almost 20 years. So, it hasn’t been a problem.

Last time I was there this beautiful hygienist cleaned my teeth. As would happen I ran into the same dilemma Shooter had. I didn’t know where to look. She had beautiful eyes, face, hair, um…etc. As y’all know, I’m a bit of a cheeky frakker. As she leaned over and worked, I was staring at her from upside down. I was entranced by her beauty so I just continued to stare. I didn’t look away. She didn’t look away. Granted, she was working but there was a moment where fantasy started to work its mayhem.

Finally after a few minutes she said to me, “Why are you staring at me?”

Without skipping a beat I said, “Oh. I’m sorry. I wasn’t staring at you. I was watching you work.” I gestured at her reflective protective goggles. “I can see everything you’re doing. It’s very fascinating.”

She was already blushing. After I gave my explanation, she giggled and her mouth curled in a very erotic and…ahem. My heart raced but my disposition was cooler than a Vulcan during Kolinahr. She asked me politely to look somewhere else.

So, I stared at her boobs for the rest of the time.

Lol! Well played!