Sex at the Dentist’s

This isn’t going to hurt……much (Photo – Maggie Green)

At the dentist’s last week, the receptionist said “We’re giving you a rebate on these X-rays.”

By Reg Green

“That’s nice,” I said, ‘why?”

“Because you’re so sexy,” she said.

I looked her over more carefully than I’d done when I signed in: good bone structure, mischievous eyes.

At that moment I glanced over at someone else signing in who looked like my 24-year-old son, Martin. In fact, he looked so like Martin that it was Martin.

This was a chance in a lifetime. I asked the receptionist to repeat what she’d said to me. When she did, his incredulous guffaw was so explosive that I thought he might cough out a few teeth.

But did he get a rebate? No way. Just a free toothbrush.

At 92, I know the knockout punch could come at any time. But for now, I’m still clinging to the ropes.