This is dedicated to Chocolate Teddy Bear and Desmondx. It's in a good few
years time. These people are all copyright to me! Well Caroline and Desmond
are real people, but you get the idea!
"Hey, is there no-one around here? We could do with some help!" Caroline called. "Someone will see you in a couple of minutes." The receptionist told them. In 5 minutes time they were called into a cubicle. "Hi my name is Dr. Taylor. I'm new to Holby hospital. How can I help you two?" Dr Taylor said. Desmond and Caroline looked at each other. "We have a problem" Desmond said, "A big one!" "Yes, very big." Caroline added. "What is your problem?" Dr. Taylor asked. "Well, last night we had, well we had. Umm." Caroline started. "Spit it out girl." "What Caroline's trying to say, is that last night we were together" Desmond said. "Did you have sex?" Dr. Taylor asked. "No." Caroline said. "So what are you trying to tell me?" Dr. Taylor asked, getting annoyed. "We were kissing a lot. You see, Desmond lives in California and he's come over to visit me. He was feeling my, my higher regions." Caroline explained. "Your breasts?" Dr. Taylor asked. "Yes, her breasts." Desmond told Dr. Taylor, "She was in lots of discomfort. It was very painful for her. It was not as enjoyable as we had hoped for." "I think I've got breast cancer." Caroline cried, "there was a lump"
"Hey, is there no-one around here? We could do with some help!" Caroline called. "Someone will see you in a couple of minutes." The receptionist told them. In 5 minutes time they were called into a cubicle. "Hi my name is Dr. Taylor. I'm new to Holby hospital. How can I help you two?" Dr Taylor said. Desmond and Caroline looked at each other. "We have a problem" Desmond said, "A big one!" "Yes, very big." Caroline added. "What is your problem?" Dr. Taylor asked. "Well, last night we had, well we had. Umm." Caroline started. "Spit it out girl." "What Caroline's trying to say, is that last night we were together" Desmond said. "Did you have sex?" Dr. Taylor asked. "No." Caroline said. "So what are you trying to tell me?" Dr. Taylor asked, getting annoyed. "We were kissing a lot. You see, Desmond lives in California and he's come over to visit me. He was feeling my, my higher regions." Caroline explained. "Your breasts?" Dr. Taylor asked. "Yes, her breasts." Desmond told Dr. Taylor, "She was in lots of discomfort. It was very painful for her. It was not as enjoyable as we had hoped for." "I think I've got breast cancer." Caroline cried, "there was a lump"