[stevezr1]

Vasectomy time for me, many years ago, right in the doctor's office. Yeah, I was really young to be getting that done, had to do extra screening along with wife and I to make sure we were was making the right decision.

The male doctor comes and says to me, "you look a little nervous, how about a Martini or two, lets make it three" Huh? and he whips out an needle. "Here's the Martinis!" He gives me the shot and tells me to take off my clothes and lay on the table. He said make it quick, because you'll be feeling it in a very short time.

I did as he said, and it wasn't long before he came back in and asked how I felt.... I remember saying "I'm feeling REALLY, REALLY FINE!" I was so friggin' high he could have done anything to me. About then in walked in his assistant, a nurse I guess, a gorgeous woman! I really didn't give a shit about anything, embarrassment was not possible, and all traces of libido gone. The doctor told her to shave certain spots where he needed to make incisions and left the room again. So here is this beautiful woman fooling around with my junk and I had absolutely no reaction, nor did I care too!

Moments later he's back and gets to work. I remember the entire procedure, no pain, but pulling, snipping, and cauterizing. He must have also given me a local anesthetic that I don't recall. But most of all I remember HER! I remember her pretty face and awesome body. I remember her standing there touching at my junk while shaving away. And I found not an ounce of eroticism in that moment... at the time.

In retrospect, she's probably seen a thousand plus pricks... so not like she'd remember mine.... or me.....
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