*This story dates back to early 2012, when I was deeply infatuated with a certain masked individual.
Lately, I seem to have lost my interest
in other masseurs. Every time I glance through the assortment of men in LP, I
find myself gravitating back to a single profile. Flashbacks of his soft kisses
and warm embrace kept looming each time I close my eyes… What in the world has this person done to me!
Doctor X, still stumped by my
stubborn case of RX-itis, was continually worried by my deteriorating state.
This illness was slowly wearing down my defenses and eating away at my sanity. So in a move of desperation, he has decided to forego with the practice of conservative
medicine, and has settled to bombard me with a strong intravenous antibiotic.
Hopefully, this aggressive move could finally get rid of the love bug… once
and for all.
Second course of antimicrobial, Vancomycin:
Polo