For those that don't know I work in an A&E department. All the docs I work with are male as are the sonographers and radiologists. A couple years a go I needed a trans vaginal pelvic ultrasound. I knew the sonographer well. Even though I was naked from the waist down, covered with a sheet and legs from east to west, I was never uncomfortable.
I would NEVER go to and see Any of the docs for anything slightly minge or boob related just because I work with them and although I know they would be professional I would be uncomfortable and so would they.
My point is because the sonographer couldn't see minge I was fine with it. As he didnt have to look at what he was doing (prolly be not the best phrase!!) I wasn't bothered at all.
Weird???
A question for the girls......
Re: A question for the girls......
Minge?
Sometimes it seems as though one has to cross the line just to figger out where it is
Re: A question for the girls......
Pink velvet sausage wallet.
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Re: A question for the girls......
Keld, just what part of a "A question for the girls" didn't you understand? 
Oh, and regarding "minge"....
http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=minge
Oh, and regarding "minge"....
http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=minge
Re: A question for the girls......
Well, if these are gentlemen you trust; or not gentlemen, but you trust them anyway, and this is for a stirctly legitimate health reason then that's nothing to feel wierd about. Being military, I have men friends who don't mind urinating infront of me; oh, they'll do the courtesy back turn, but they're not squemish about it. We certainly discuss a lot of medical things, and we're well aware that if anyone was to get seriously injured the medics or EMT's would be cutting the clothes off of us, in plain site.
At work the other day, a young man was about to drop trou and show me his massive road rash on his ass and thighs, from a recent motorcycle accident. That offer I declined, but relented to seeing a phone pic of his scars in the hospital.
ETA: Then again, maybe they're comfortable with me, because I'm old enough to be their mom.
Another young co-worker, had been asking me a lot of renters questions, since he'd recently been booted out of the house by his real mom. I felt proud, and a little embaressed to finally be the one to give him the, 'What are you going to be doing with your life in five years?' speech. The important thing was he took it to heart.
At work the other day, a young man was about to drop trou and show me his massive road rash on his ass and thighs, from a recent motorcycle accident. That offer I declined, but relented to seeing a phone pic of his scars in the hospital.
ETA: Then again, maybe they're comfortable with me, because I'm old enough to be their mom.
Another young co-worker, had been asking me a lot of renters questions, since he'd recently been booted out of the house by his real mom. I felt proud, and a little embaressed to finally be the one to give him the, 'What are you going to be doing with your life in five years?' speech. The important thing was he took it to heart.