." Trust me, this excitement isn't all that it's cracked up to be. Kendraisn't telling me anything, give it to me straight Doc!" I told her."Fair enou...h," she said, finding a step stool to climb to a more evenheight with me on the bed. "You currently have a contest running to seeif you have more nanites in you, or living blood cells... We're notquite sure what to do about that part yet." I'm a cyborg now?"She looked at me and laughed. "I guess you sort of are..." Doctor Westerfield... have you. He chuckled. That deep and low laugh tinged with a growl that was more a sound of amusement than any kind of laughter. That sound I loved. ‘I don’t have the patience to play with you tonight.’ I was sure he was closer now, his face almost touched mine. ‘Aren’t I lucky, then?’ I smirked and glanced up at his eyes, still a burning bright gold. He smiled back with a quick quirk of the lips and slid his hands to my cheeks. ‘I truly did miss you.’ He was so warm and familiar. I hated when he left.. Cathy pushed the cart into John's room, feeling a rush of euphoria from having won the rock-paper-scissors round to have her turn bathing the handsome young patient. She'd taken a cue from Amber, removing her bra and leaving a button unhooked before preparing the cart.She could feel the tingle of fresh wetness between her legs when she saw the bulge beneath his hospital robe. She'd seen him many times, and knew that the increased hump meant that he was already hard. She wasn't even going to. “Oh, God, that was good,” she sighed when she had finished. “I haven’t felt it like that for, oh, so long. When you touch me, and rub me, and have your finger inside me, it’s nothing at all like when I touch myself. It’s so ... God, I love you touching me.”She kissed me, and took my wet hand in hers.“I want you, um, can we, you know...” she started to say, looking down at my erect prick. She seemed to be gathering her thoughts, not sure what to say. “Oh, damn, Will, fuck me now, I want you, I.