Like nice_cpl_n_bama, Mr. intuition and I are not very easy to embarrass when it comes to sex. Yeah, we have sex, we enjoy it, and we won't apologize for it. So this isn't an embarrassing moment for us...
Some years ago we had an "accident" while engaged in some vigorous sex, involving a pubic bone and an erect penis. The result was damaged penile cartilage, pain and blood in his ejaculate. Needless to say, he was concerned about permanent damage so we went to a specialist about it. He was a very young doctor, fresh out of school I think. Seemed quite knowledgeable, and told Mr. intuition that it was a difficult injury to heal, but come back in 6-9 months if the problem still hadn't corrected itself.
We were disappointed, but glad at least that it wasn't permanent.
Just as we were getting ready to leave, the doctor says, "Just out of curiosity...how do you know there's blood in the ejaculate? How do you know it's not your wife who is bleeding?" Mr. intuition and I just look at one another and ask, "What do you mean?" "I mean," he says, "isn't it kind of difficult to see ejaculate when it's deposited into a woman's vagina?
How do you see it?"
Wow. I was just blown away by this doctor's almost charming naiivete. He turned 50 shades of red when we explained the joys of pulling out and "making a mess" all over a woman's back or stomach.
