A wounded firefighter sits on a hospital bed, alone in his room. He has a gas mask feeding him fresh oxygen, along with iv's and various equipment hooked up monitoring his vitals.
A candy-striper making her usual rounds comes in to check his charts and the amount of liquid in the iv's.
"Ma'am, i need to know if my testicles are black!?"
"Excuse me sir?"
The firefighter with the stifling mask tries to speak louder. "I just wanna know if my testicles are black!!"
"Sir. I'm just a candy striper. I check the charts and help out with sponge baths. You know, just the basics."
"I understand that, but you can easily help me with this."
The young lady looked for any available doctors, or at least a nurse. With only her on the floor, it looks like it was up to her. Anyways, the man's a hero. Why not?
So she pulls down the bed sheets. Lifts up his gown, moves the mans penis to the side, and cups the mans testicles. Cafefully and softly, she uses her thumb and fingers and gently examines the man's scrotum. Looking for possible burn marks, and anything out of the ordinary.
"Sir. As far as i can tell, your testicles look fine to me!"
She pulls back down his gown, and pulls up the sheets.
The firefighter takes a deep breath, and removes the cumbersome mask.
"Ma'am. I would love for you to do that every night. As cute as you are, and as good as that felt, i'm still a gentleman."
"I just wanted to know. Are my test results back?"
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