After the experience at the X-ray clinic, I was sporting a woodie like no one would believe!
Sharon and I screwed in the living room, bathroom, out across the living room floor. We were both in such an aroused state from the sheer nastiness of what had happened to her at the clinic.
Finally satiated, we curled up in each other's arms and slept.
The next day, we had an appointment with the Doctor to get the results. He ushered us into his office, pulled the X-rays from the file, looked at them and just shook his head. "This won't do", he said. "I will need a better shot!" He stepped out of the room, I could hear his voice as he spoke to someone. I looked at Sharon, and told her is looked like we were going to get sent back over there! She blushed a little, I asked her if she was up for it. She looked at me, a flushed expression on her face, and said, "sure!"
Now yesterday was unexpected, today was more deliberate.