I helped load Tom carefully into the passenger seat of Betty. He made sure to continuously remind me to be gentle with his swollen balls each time I tried to stuff him in out of frustration. I wish it were physically possible to loudly roll my eyes. His broken member was the least of my concerns. The first thing I wanted to know was why Tom was there, the second was why I was told Dr. Bergs would be at the clinic when it was Tom. Was this a set-up?
"Could you drive slower, Ruby? Maybe drive more considerately? The potholes hurt my balls." yet again, he dramatically groans as I accidentally hit another pothole on this dirt road.
"Whoops. My bad." I said... as I turned Betty slightly to hit another. "The road is just really bumpy, I guess." I flashed him my most innocent expression. I watc
