That night nurse Helena didn't ring on Blenton’s door. She was there because of someone else, someone of people that live in that building. Milan wondered who it can be? Nobody of his friends was not ill. Maybe someone older?.

Tomorrow morning he didn't show correct homework at school so his mother arranged with their neighbour family that Milan will write his homework and practice mathematics with their older son. They lived few flats upper in same building. Their younger son Alex went to same class with Milan. Older son Robby was 5 years older. He was attending the last year of high school, being one of the best students and paragon to all of our neighbourhood. He was very cute, a bit higher than Milan and had slim masculine body.

First “class”, for Alex and Milan, Robby did at early evening in their room. Robby easily found and explained Milan's and Alex's mistakes, and gave them few more tasks to do when their mother appeared at the door of their room. She was not alone. There was someone else. A nurse. It was nurse Helena.

- “Here they are doing a homework together” their mother told and said ”Robby nurse is come”. While Alex and Robby immediately said “good evening” Milan hesitated a bit then repeated it without a single clue what is going on. He felt embarrassment and fear when he saw the known nurse. With widely open eyes he looked to a black bag in her hands. His look and body were frozen.

Robby has already stand up from his bed. Nurse asked him where he wants to “do it”. He said “I will lay on my bed” and walked back closer to bed, leaving a place for nurse to come into the room. Milan needed some time to set up his mind. Enough time for Robby's and Alex’s mother to close the door and nurse to walk between them. Alex continued to write homework without a word. Milan tried to do the same but his mind was resisting.

His look was focused to the black bag that the nurse had just put on a table under the window. Strange fear is coming through his body as nurse was placing metal boxes on the table. It seemed that scene from his home few weeks ago is repeating again. The same nurse, the same black beg, same boxes, same syringes...His mind was realizing that patient is not the same. As time was passing by, everything was getting more interesting than frightening to him.

In meantime, Robby had laid on his bed. He placed his body firmly on it then pulled down his adidas sports pants till the bottom of his buttocks, then did the same with his white briefs. White masculine butt fully appeared. It looked greater and more shaped not only than his, but then every single butt Milan had saw before. Hair on butt was so blond, hardly visible.

In the same way as she had been doing it few weeks before at Milan's home, nurse was preparing injection in same large glass syringe. Sounds of injection preparation that were terrifying him so many times, became very exciting. When nurse started to filling a white medication into syringe Milan wondered how many whites sticky medication she will prepare for Robby. He hoped it would be filled till the end since "bigger butt need bigger injection". Nurse stopped at the same amount of milky medication as for his injections, a bit more than a half of a syringe. She remove a needle with empty bottle from a syringe and attached another one, producing those wracking sounds again.

Nurse approached Robby from his left back side. Holding a loaded syringe in her right hand she bent a bit over him and massaged his left butt cheek with cotton pad in her left hand. Muscle shook a bit and got that shiny wet look. Holding it firmly, she brought the syringe closer to his buttocks. She jabbed it with one single and fast motion. The whole needle disappeared in the muscle. So simply and fast.

Milan tensed his buttocks as reflex like she is giving injection to him. Robby stand relaxed. If Milan would see just of a photo of such monster jabbed in his butt he would cry. But Robby looked calmed like death. Noting was tensed on his body, not even a single muscle on his face. His butt didn't moved or tensed too.

Nurse held a syringe with her left hand and used right one to inject the medication. She was doing it very slowly. Syringe was emptying millimetre by millimetre. Robby looked straight to a spot somewhere on a door in front of him. It seems he was deeply concentrated. Like he is expecting something. Even an injection stacked into his buttocks looked large and injecting lasting for eternity, he didn’t tensed his muscles or let a voice. And Milan looked straight to one spot. The place where nurse injecting Robby's butt. He also didn't move himself and looked deeply concentrated.

When nurse emptied a syringe she pressed Robby's muscle next to a needle with cotton and withdraw an injection from his butt. Few tears of blood went out from injection site for a moment. The nurse cleaned it with cotton pad and massaged his buttocks few more times. This time she pressed a cotton stronger than before. For Milan it was not gentle at all. Robby's muscles were shaking and he still didn't move or change his face expression. Nurse left a cotton pad on injection site and told Robby to hold it there. She raised up and walked to her bag. Robby turned his head back to see where to hold a cotton and when he placed it with his left hand he turned his head to a door again. There was no tears on his face.

He was laying in that position during next few minutes while nurse cleaned a table, put her accessories in the bag and left a room saying “good bye”. When door had closed, Robby turned again, looked under the cotton pad and stand up. For the first time signs of pain was visible on his face. He pull back his pants and walked out to bathroom holding his left butt cheek with his hand.

Milan stared to Robby's butt while hw was walking out and reviewed the scene of injection while Robby was outside. . When Robby came back and laid on couch again, he laid on a side. Still holding a place where he was injected he told “Five of seven. Two days more and there will be no penicillin injections. Where we are in task?”.

Milan was already forgot what they were learning about. As he was trying to figure out why there are no scars on Robbie's butt he did the last task incorrectly. Robby told him he need to come next evening again.

That night, Milan was thinking and thinking about the scene he had saw. For the first time he had saw injection into someone else butt. Robby's cute masculine butt made him to think about his friend theory that injections hurts more when they are giving into skinny buttocks like Milan. "There are more space in bigger buttocks. That's why he didn't need to tense himself. Maybe he learned to get injections like my brother. He laid on bed, put his hands under his cheek and starred into distant point.”

The next day, in same time, Milan saw the white car in front of his building. With a great hope he would see Robby is receiving injection again he hurried to their flat. He run two by two steps while he was going upstairs. When he came and ring, the door opened and Alex and Robby’s mother appeared.

- "Hi Milan, come in, they are in their room" mother said and let him to come in. In same moment an old medical technician, so known to Milan, leaving boy's room.

- "Hi Milan. how are you" he asked politely.

- "Hi. I'm fine." he answered as same strange fear filling his mind whenever he saw a nurse that was giving him injections. He hide his face covering it with long hair.

When Milan entered in a room, Robby was laying on his side . He had just received another injection.

The next evening Milan hurried up to class even more earlier. They were working math for more than an hour, but nurse didn’t come. Before he had to go home Milan asked Robby

- "Did you get injection today?"

- "Oh yes. In clinic. I have to go for control exam so I get it there."

The scene of Robby getting an injection occupied Milan's mind for months. For the first time he saw the whole injection process into someone’s else butt. For the first time I saw the nurse preparing a monster for someone else not him. For the first time he got a proof that injection can be painless even it is penicillin. Even he believed it was because of his butt size and age, the nurse’s words that he must not be scared if he want less painful injection are getting a sense for him- He decided to win fear about injection more than ever before. He decided to act just like Robby did in front of his eyes. Not only in a meaning of fear but also in “technical details”: how to lay down, till where to drop pants, briefs, till where to move shirt, where to place hands, where to look…