"She looked at me and then laughed at my description of the needles on the tray she was carrying. She was a professional; I had to give her that. She ...ook three tubes of blood about as quickly as anyone I had seen. Then she thanked me for letting her do her job without getting mad, like some of the patients do. She was out the door before I could tell her she was very good. I hadn't felt a thing as she drew my blood. I lay back and tried to drift off again, but again I was disturbed by the. Her butt was tight and strong, but she was pretty flat-chested. When I got bored of looking at her butt I tried to catch up with her. I had a harder time running than her. Not to make excuses but my breasts jump around way more than hers, and they hurt when I run for a long time. And just about every guy that passes stares at them, excluding the gay guys and the weird old guys. When I caught up with her I was sweating a lot, it was way too hot to run. I’d get sick if I didn’t stop soon. “I’ve. "Her tone became excited as she went on to detail some new innovation forher research, and they started discussing medical things way over my head.I knew I dallied in this room too long and hurried away. Cassia had waysto watch me in the house, and I definitely did not want to be caughteavesdropping.I fretted over what I heard through the vent for the rest of the day. Ifretted even more about coming clean with Miss Cassia about listening in.She would punish me, not only for spying, but because. "When I said this, a change came over Ifeoma almost instantly. She smiled at me, and did exactly what I asked. She kicked her heels off one by one, swept the jacket off her shoulders and dropped it unheedingly on the floor, unbuttoned the top two buttons on her blouse, and collapsed onto the bed. I could see a slightly reddish color coming from under her semi-transparent blouse, and I wondered what kind of bra she had on. I quickly dismissed this thought from my mind though; there were bigger.