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    Story written on September 9, 2012 by kins40.
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    Story Shortlink: https://lesfan.com/?p=79638
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    Finale

    "Fingers caught in tight clasping jaws too many times," she thought with a slight satisfied smirk at the profession’s most dreaded hazard.
    She continued her inventory of the equipment. Glass of minty green mouthwash by the little circular sink, suction tubes hanging of the table on a little rack.
    She swallowed hard the little moisture that was left in her mouth when her eyes fell on the drill, the high pitched shrill of which was so telling of your presence in a dental surgery and its much noisier, mostly felt internally, companion, the Big Bertha of drills, that always felt like a motorcycle was rumbling around on your mouth.
    To her horror, though in a much smaller and lower table against the wall, sat another silver tray, host to two glass syringes with viciously sharp-looking needles.
    Her heart started pounding uncontrollably and she nearly motioned to turn on her heels and exit the den of pain in extra quick time.
    Her attempt at flight was however halted by the unknowing and unsuspecting of the drama unfolding silently, nurse who had brought her in.
    "Won’t you take a seat, Miss Porter, the dentist will be in shortly.." the blue scrub wearing woman said sweetly, pointing to the brand spanking new ergonomic cream leather and in Bette’s eyes totally repulsive contraption behind her.
    Bette took her seat reluctantly and let the nurse busy herself around her whilst they both waited for the pain inflictor to arrive.
    She felt duly trapped, awaiting at any moment, James Bond villain type restraints to spring from the armrests and footrest of the chair and encircle her wrists and ankles forever keeping her prisoner and at the mercy of her tormentors.
    Before she could control it, Bette sighed very loudly.
    "Nervous sweet pea?" the nurse asked compassionately as she pulled a large blue napkin over the brunette’s chest.
    Bette gave her a half hearted smile. The game was up, there was no denying the truth to the observant dental assistant.
    "You’ll be fine, Tina is the sweetest, most gentle dentist I have ever had the pleasure to work with." the nurse reassured, rubbing Bette’s hand roughly.
    It did not appease Bette any though, and her nervous tension increased slightly as she became conscious of the sharp edge of the blue paper below her chin pressing against her neck like a knife. 
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    4. Damn…..kins you come out of nowhere and just rock my world like this, only to leave for god knows how long. I don’t care just as long as you keep coming back. Now that is a characteristic of a player LOL ;@)

    5. I forgot my offering of the number 14. Thanks for including me. 14 is special to me because in a few short days my partner and I will celebrate 25 years together on September 14th. How appropriate that you would choose now to include my number. I know I have gushed over your writing before. I continue to adore you. T

    8. Simply FANTASTIC Kins, just beautifully, wonderfully and lovingly fantastic. Thanks for popping back in and bringing wonderful stories. Can hardly wait for the multi-chapter story you will bring us. Thanks again.

    10. Ditto to everything above, well, maybe not the marry me part since its not too appropriate at this time. But, damn girl, you write great stories. I loved the Savannah slip in there… still one of my favorite stories. Thanks for the update.

    20. Great kins – I came to your stories late but delighted I found you! A true storyteller with the ability in your words to make me laugh and make me cry – thank you.

      Do you think you might write some more Savannah some time?!?

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