It was a little anticlimactic. Just me and one other person waiting for our appointments at the back of a Walgreens while other customers had prescriptions filled and asked which aisle the iron pills and ace bandages were in.
I didn’t burst into tears, but a cascade of balloons and confetti falling from the ceiling at the moment of injection would have been very welcome.
I waited longer than required, a childhood anaphylactic reaction to allergy shots had me slightly nervous, but nothing happened. I shopped a little, buying lip balm and snacks, extending my stay in case I was suddenly overcome with some unnamed reaction, but nothing happened. Then I just drove home.
Upon arrival, I immediately whipped my top off and sent this photo to the man whose cock I am desperate to have in my mouth as soon as both of our vaccinations have taken full effect. I can’t wait. (Obviously, I can wait. I’ve been waiting more than a year, but I’m very much looking forward to the moment!)
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