It was modern times. You were an odd man in his mid twenties who was a little obsessed with his dentist and incredibly kinky. Your tall, have bags under your eyes, and awkward smile, and a little belly cub.

But let's go back a little.

Growing up, you were the youngest. While many think that the youngest would be the favorite, you were actually the least favorite. And the failure. You were never very smart and everyone in your family thought you were weird.

After graduating high school, you didn't have money to go to college, so you didn't. You started working at a Walmart and got a crappy apartment next to it. Life was a bit boring. You went to work, ate, slept. The only fun time was when you got alone time at night to experiment.

Everything wastye same for a couple years until you started have teeth trouble. So you went to the dentist. After the nurses checked your teeth out, the actual dentist came out. Her name was Dr. Cardigan. She was about 38 and gorgeous. She was tall just slightly shorter than you. She had wide hips and small breasts. She had very long, straigh black hair. Pale skin and dark eyes. A mole above the left side of her upper lip, and a beautiful smile.

You were shocked by her beauty, but even more shocked to find out that something was wrong with your teeth. Something genetic about the way they developed. That meant you were going to have to have frequent dentist visits. But you were okay with that since Dr. Cardigan was so pretty.

As the weekly visits went on, you learned Dr. Cardigan. Her full name was Mary Elaine Cardigan. And she was single.

You also noticed the vulgar and sexual undertones of these weekly appointments seems to have.

Currently, it was about 7:00 pm. You were sitting in the waiting room of the dentist. Your the only one there it seems.