We met on Reddit and fell in love. I miss you, babe… come back… [oral for her] [boyfriend experience] [connection] [eye contact] [her orgasm]

I miss you, so fucking much. Remember how we met? We met on Reddit. Chatted for months. When we talked on the phone it was like one soul finally finding it’s other half. We would talk all night. The connection was unreal. True chemistry is rare – legend. Yet, we just… fit.

Remember the first night we were together? We had finally found a weekend to ourselves away from real life. Just you, me, a large hotel, 4 nights, no interruptions, and it was beyond magical. You told me later how you stood at my hotel door nervous as fuck. Hands shaking. Breathless. Until you used the card key to walk into my room. Then, when I turned to see you – finally, nothing between us except air – it was like a thunder clap of peace. We held each other. Our breathing synchronized. The truth in that moment took us by surprised. You buried your face in my chest, but when you finally looked up into my hazel eyes you saw my tears – and a my warm smile. I had never known peace the way I did in your arms in that moment. I’ll never know it until you hold me again.

I [M] helped a brother out by letting his girl give him head before he almost died

It was a goddamn busy night in the ER. Again. I [M] was 3 hours into a 10 hour shift and it was just another typical night shift, testing my professional limits not to throat punch a fool. I mean, come on, who the fuck thinks its a good idea to shove a bag of meth up their skanky twat to hide it from the cops? My last patient of course. So they bring her to me and I have to do the pelvic exam to fish it out. So yeah. That’s how my night was going. Thank god for bourbon waiting for me at home.

Anyway. I had this 45 year old guy come in for chest pain. Sure enough, he was having a STEMI (ST elevated MI = full on heart attack). HE was nervous as fuck. I mean, there is a good possibility he dies. Why? Because I picked up a shift at a secondary ER. Which means we don’t have a cath lab. What does that mean, you ask? It means I have to fly this guy via a helicopter to my main hospital where a cardiologist is standing by waiting to do a heart cath and potentially save this guys life.