Deeply Penetrating
SUMMARY
Abel finds that there are times when he just has to be firmly stern with Esther.
STORY
"It'll hurt!"
"Only if you keep thinking that it will!"
"It's too big!"
"It'll be fine!"
"I don't want to do it!"
"You don't really have that much of a choice."
"Don't you dare!"
"Here we go."
"Ouch!"
"I haven't even put it in."
"I know it's going to hurt!"
"Oh, for pities sake! Close your eyes and don't look."
"Alright."
"There."
"Ahhh! It's too far in! Get it out!"
"Don't wiggle, or it will hurt!"
"Get it out! Get it out!"
"Just close your eyes again."
"Fine!"
"There. It is out. Who'd have thought that you'd be scared of needles, Esther." Abel smiled mischievously as he waved the syringe around slightly before putting it down next to another empty one on the table.
"Well if it wasn't so big."
"Esther, that one was a small one." Abel corrected the red headed nun, looking rather exasperated.
"No it wasn't!"
"I'm not even going to bother arguing with you." Abel dismissed her arguing as Esther rolled her sleeve up. "Just don't come running to me the next time the flu is spreading through the Vatican."
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