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I scheduled my semi-annual dental exam and teeth cleaning for 23 DEC.  Ignoring my genius at avoiding pre-holiday scheduling conflicts ...  So I'm lying in the chair, reclined so far that I was inverted --


-- and it takes a while, what with the picking, the scraping, the polishing, re-tightening the restraints, and all.  I realized I was staring at the ceiling, then I caught a glimpse of the reflection of the "field" in the hygienist's welder's mask.  So then I wanted to watch the action in that reflection.  But then I thought she'd think I was looking at her face -- it's not like I could easily say, "Hey, I'm just checking out what you're doing in there; don't mind me."  Well, I could, but it'd come out, "FALRLGALGHLAGLHALRRGLAG!" accompanied by a knowing eyebrow pop.  And that would merely lead to more restraint tightening and sedatives.

Then suddenly I had the urge to stare at the hygienist.  Not because she was hot (which she is, BTW), but just because I started wondering where exactly one IS supposed to be looking during the ordeal.

FWIW, I ended up telling her about the reflection thingie and watching the cleaning.

I have a bridge that the dentist can't seem to figure out the right angle to floss around and will invariably cause the gums surrounding it to bleed. I figure after three or four forced attempts to get the floss through, you should probably figure out the soft tissue isn't going to quite yield enough, without the need for a graft. But what do I know, I didn't go to dental school?

He has two hygienists/assistants/whatever the hell those people like to be called- one hot, one not so much. But his office manager is very attractive.

That's all I have to add. Shutting up and going away.

You should have given her a Blader Industries vaginal  brouchure insertion.

Dentist?

I struggle with this all the time at the dentist.  I usely end up just looking at the ceiling or out the window.  Each dental chair has its own room with a patio like thing outside a window.  Staring at the hygenist feels weird with them all up in my grill. 

I have no morals. I look.

It bears mention that I was talking about the field of dental work.  I did not mean it in the decolletage sense.  NTTAWWT.

Thanks for the clarification.  I had assumed it meant a straight shot at her righteous melons.

I must be a weirdo, I just close my eyes.  Makes the experience less unpleasant all around $0.02

I forgot to mention- my dentist gives you some of those humongous old-people sunglasses to wear, under the guise of shielding your eyes from the bright light and keeping random debris from flying into them. I think it's just so no one has to feel uncomfortable over you staring at the hygienist's rack.

I'm always conflicted.

The hygenists rack, while lovely, belongs to a friend of mine, who is married to yet another friend of mine.  I do my best to look elsewhere  ;)

As for peering into their eyes for the entire procedure - yep, I'd have had to explain myself too.  Although that was probably too late, as she already got that creepy feeling off you 1 minute into the procedure.

Yeah, I guess it didn't help that I wolfed down a box of Milk Duds on the drive over.

I also neglected to mention that she's about eight months pregnant.  At one point, I definitely felt something kick the top of my head.  Could've been a stupid breast trick, though.

preggers are sooo hot.  :D

General Rule of Thumb:

If one is presented with jugs in one's face, through no fault of one's own, the one is entitled to stare

Speaking of rack, does anybody watch Deal or No Deal? 64 of the most perfectly augmented mammaries on television.

Weirdo #2 here

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"I like to watch."

I'm the same as Aske, I close my eyes, I don't want to see anything.

Makes it easier for the hygienist to stare down your shirt.

I play golf with my dentist, and he chats away about golf all the time.  The only thing is he expects you to answer back while you have you mouth full of his dental "thingies". ;D ;D

It's just a tongue depressor.  As far as you know.

Well, you've got to admire a woman willing to close her eyes and open wide, throwing caution to the wind.