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Life in lock-up really sucked. Jeff was now into his ninth day of self-isolation, shuffling around the apartment and trying to keep himself amused. It wasn’t easy. There were only so many video games he could play, movies he could watch or porn sites he could visit. The virus too had affected him in a weird way. A bit of a stuffy nose and some headaches, that was about it, at least on the surface. The really meaningful effect it had on him was the horniness! He’d had a boner he couldn’t shake for days. It would disappear after he jerked off and then return less than an hour later as hard as ever. He wasn’t sure but he thought his dick had grown a little bit as well. It felt different in his hand when he whacked off. The first time he felt it, it was almost like jerking someone else’s cock. Weird! He received a visit from Public Health on the tenth day. A woman, at least the voice sounded like a woman’s, showed up, knocked on the door and asked him to unlock it and then go into to the bedroom until she came to get him. He did what she asked, lying down with his hands behind his head and staring at the ceiling. He tried not to think about the hard-on that was pushing against his fleece track pants. Several minutes later he heard the door open and footsteps moving down the hall. He almost jumped out of his skin when a figure dressed in full hazmat gear shouldered their way through the bedroom door. “Good morning, Mr. Rizzo,” a muffled voice said, “I’m Nurse Stevens and I’m here to draw some blood.” Jeff frowned and nodded after he got over the initial shock. “Have you been staying home?” she asked as she began to prepare a syringe. “Yup,” he said. “Met up with anyone?” “Nope.” “Ordered Şerifali Escort takeout?” “Uh-uh.” She nodded and then poked his arm with the needle. She drew a small amount of blood and then sat back and studied him through the facemask. If she noticed his erection, she did a good job of ignoring it. “How are you handling the isolation?” she said after a minute. Jeff grimaced as several responses flitted to the tip of his tongue. After several tries, he finally sighed and lowered his eyes. “It sucks,” he said morosely. She nodded and patted him on the arm with a thickly gloved hand. “Don’t worry, Mr. Rizzo,” she said sympathetically, “You look to be in pretty good health in spite of the virus. And judging by how the swelling in your glands has gone down, you might be close to through it.” Jeff nodded and tried to look hopeful. She took out a cotton swab and pushed the tip into one of his nostrils. She moved it around gently and then shoved the cotton tip into a plastic sheath. She took out a fine-line marker and labeled the blood sample and nasal swab and then sealed them both into a small plastic box. She patted him once more and stood up. “It may be an abundance of caution, but I’m going to ask you to stay in here until I’ve left the apartment,” she said, “After I’ve gone, you can go lock the door. Okay?” Jeff nodded, feeling a bit like a leper. After she was gone, he went back to his daily routine. And so he went back to his regular routine of playing games, watching movies and whacking off at least twice a day. On the twentieth day, the nurse came again. Her visit was the same routine as last time.  Stay in the bedroom, let her take her samples Şerifali Escort Bayan and wait until she was gone before going to lock the front door behind her. There was a bit of a change from the first visit, though. “Mr. Rizzo,” she said, her voice muffled through the face shield, “Have you been experiencing any, well, odd symptoms?” “Not that I can think of,” he said absently. “Nothing at all?” she asked. He shook his head and he could see her frown inside her hazmat suit. “Okay,” she said, “We’ll probably get the results of your tests within a few days. I can’t make any guarantees, but I think we might have some good news for you.” With that cryptic comment, she left. Jeff followed her to the door and locked it then went back to his daily routine. Four days later, there was a knock at the door. He looked through the peephole and saw an attractive brunette outside. “Yes?” he called out through the door. “Mr. Rizzo! It’s Nurse Stevens,” she said, “Can you open the door, please?” “What?” he said irritably, “I can’t open the door! I’m under quarantine!” The woman smiled slightly and shook her head. “Please open the door, Mr. Rizzo,” she said, “I have some good news for you. I don’t want to announce it through the door, but I think you’re going to be very happy.” Jeff frowned and paused. Finally, he unlocked the deadbolt and stepped well back into the living room. “Come in,” he said guardedly. The door opened and Nurse Stevens stepped in. No hazmat suit and no gloves. Not even a paper mask. He decided she looked even better without seeing her through the peephole. She was probably in her thirties with largish tits and an athletic figure. She Escort Şerifali wore stylish glasses and had her hair tied back in a ponytail. Her clothes were all professional. She wore low heels and a knee-length skirt and blazer over a button-down blouse. Jeff felt the stirrings of a brand new erection in his track pants. “What’s going on?” he asked in confusion. Nurse Stevens smiled and set her briefcase, a thick black leather bag, down at her feet. “You’re cleared, Mr. Rizzo,” she said, “The virus is completely gone from your system!” “Really?” he said with disbelief. “Really!” she confirmed with a smile, “Your latest tests were completely clean. You were through the virus when I came here a few days ago. Those samples I took then confirmed it. There are no more traces of it in your blood or nasal cavity.” “Wow!” he whispered. “Wow indeed, Mr. Rizzo!” she said with a grin, “You’re not the first to get through it. There have been plenty of others, but I do know how liberating the news can feel.” Jeff sighed and essentially fell into the easy chair. His legs and arms splayed out and he beamed a smile toward the ceiling. “Do you mind if I sit?” she asked. “Certainly!” he said, “Please make yourself comfortable!” She sat primly on the couch opposite and studied him for a moment. “I’m going to take a new blood draw,” she said, “We’ll get a new nasal swab too. I don’t expect any change since the last test, but we should take it anyway. “Would you mind if I asked you a few questions?” she said after she finished labelling and storing the freshly taken samples. “Shoot!” he said, “I’m ready for anything! It feels so weird just being able to sit in the same room with someone right now.” Nurse Stevens smiled and then took out a small notebook. “So,” she began, “What kinds of symptoms did you suffer?” “Oh, the usual, I guess,” he said, “Stuffy nose, sneezing. Maybe a bit of a fever but not much.” “Okay,” she said as she jotted down some notes, “Anything else? Anything, say, odd?”

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