”“One other thing, notice this notch on the side of the disk? That means the computer can write on the disk; in the pack of diskettes there’s a ...ittle stick-on reflective do-hickey that you can put over the notch to prevent the computer from writing on the diskette. Like the little tabs on the back of a cassette tape. Let’s try that out now, enter the commands to copy a file to the A: drive.”Everyone was able to copy a file to the diskette.“Now take the diskette out, and stick the write-protect. . ?”She made a sour face. “I did at first ... getting cut in half fucking hurt! But after I was able to cauterize the damage I realized that you were only trying to help in your big dumb man way. If that’s true and you weren’t trying to kill me...” She took a deep breath and I couldn’t help but notice her breasts fill out her dress, “ ... I need your help again, Tom.”I carefully clambered back onto the bed. “How can I help? And how are you not dead?”She sighed. “It took all of my remaining. She made sure to tear them to near-rupture and let them slap against her forearm demonstratively when she added, a playful tune in her voice, “Now let me see the naughty little accident there, you beautiful man with delectable appendage, you.”The obvious lack of professionalism had Robert petrified from shame. His face was pale, his eyes fixated on the nurse who took a bottle of lube from a drawer and placed it on the bedside table.“Let's see what we have here,” she said, an amused twinkle in. She turned to face me, getting into the position she once assumed earlier. She lowered herself back down, only I slipped past her pussy, and my cock pressed up against her closing asshole. She lowered herself all the way until she was sitting on my lap, my cock up inside her ass once again. She rose and fell as my cock slid through her tight, yet slippery, hole. Using her right arm for support, she used her left hand to finger her pussy and rub her clit with more ferocity than I thought she was.