The Great Drama

This is a beautiful scene written by one of our great idiots
She laid back with a sigh—*cough*—this air in California is something, isn't it? See the smog today? Mmm, hell
That smog was tough today—smog spelled backwards is "goms"
Oh, here's this beautiful thing, it's one of the great works of a great poet whose name will never be forgotten in life: Sam Johnson
She laid back with a sigh
She allowed the muscles of her shapely body to relax
For one half-minute, she put him off, resisting desperately but hoping all the time deep down in her heart that he would go on, pay no attention to her protest
It was what she wanted, but now that the time had come, she was afraid
Of course, she knew that he had experience but it was her first time
He had been patient with her, assuring her over and over again that he would be careful
His hands voluntarily fluttered to the spot, and she realized that she was staring in fascination at the thing he held in his hand
She opened wide to give him more room
A thrill went up and down her spine—"No, no, don't take it, don't take it out, I can't stand it, please, faster, don't take it out, faster"
It seemed all day, but in reality it was only a few minutes when he said it was coming, and she felt it coming
Her body leaked in a sense of relief, and then she laid back quietly
It was then that she realized the dentist had finally pulled her tooth