No, you can't just go into work like this. Hopefully your not fired.
"No, I'm going to call in sick, It doesn't matter if I can still feel them, what if something else falls of later down the road?"
Lauren, your girlfriend, nods, and hand your cock back over to you so that you can make the call with a clear head. You fish out your phone from your pants that you wore yesterday and... with no where else to put it and no knowledge that it will reattach to you, you put your cock down on your night stand.
The call goes through, rings a few moments, then the receptionist at work finally answers, sounding a little frazzled. "Yes how can I help you?"
"Hi, I'm Steve, Steve *******(name of your choice), I'm calling in sick for work."
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