Nurse Skratchit smiled at him.  "Now don't you worry about a thing. I have my ways. Heck, you don't think you are the only one afraid of a little poke, do you?," she laughed. She leaned in behind Marcel real close, rubbing the upper right arm, of one<em>Marcel Rudbutter</em>. "Nice arms there Marcel, can I call you Marcel? Just relax, hunny... I'll tell you when you can scream."<br/><br/>She giggled, leaned in a little closer, her breath on the back of his neck. Nurse Skratchit reached down and gave his butt cheeks a really hard pinch.  "Oh my, nice buns, and you can scream now, I already gave you the shot!"  She held up the empty syringe and showed him it was over.