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I got a fairly embarrasing one.
I had an operation when I was 13, it involved taking my left ball out, removing something from it and putting it back in. Still numb on the left side of my groin, scar that girls ask about when visiting and it was bruised for about 3 years after. Anyway. I came round after the operation to find a nurse fiddling around with some stitches down there, she was very professional and all, I was in too much pain to be aroused or anything so it all happened without incident. But I swore I recognised her. About two or three months later I start dating a girl that I had been meeting up with casually since before the operation. I think you can guess the ending to this one.
We are on the sofa, I have my arm round her watching a film and her mum comes in. Same woman. I had told the girl everything about the operation, I had to because I couldn't do anything with my bits for about 6 months after the operation because of the pain. And to top it all off, the nurse told my girlfriend about it.
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