Marnie was highly regarded on the Unit as an excellent nurse, as well as without doubt the most beautiful nurse in the hospital.This had resulted in t...e same rumors as were circulated about John, with his blonde hair and male model looks: Their success was due to their looks and little else.Yet anyone who worked with either of them knew better.Holly saw John heading into his office, and followed.She tapped at the door."Enter," she heard him say.Holly opened the door. John saw her and his grey. "Stay just like that and sit down on the bed," instructed a perverted Reynard. His cock was still sticking out of his pants, hard as a rock.Jolting with surprise at her brother walking into the bedroom, Rena blushed a vivid crimson in embarrassment. “WHAT?! Are you going to tell mum?” Rena questioned, along with a beg. “Please don’t tell her!”Pulling her nightdress down, thus covering her breasts and stomach, Rena sat down on the bed like she was told, still as embarrassed as ever. She wanted. As I stood there alone I tried for about five minutes to get rid of my erection, but every time it started to soften I found myself picturing her ass and became hard again within seconds. There was only one thing that was going to solve my problem and lucky for me I had the locker room to myself. I went over to the showers, which were open style but since I was the only man there it wasn’t a problem and got completely undressed. I started soaping up, but since that wasn’t really my objective it. They’d always assumed the worst about their daughter. I wasn’t about to confirm any of it. Pain was all any of us knew anymore.I went home.The doctor had given me some pretty kickass drugs to combat the pain of my burned hands and various other injuries I didn’t know I’d received. A hospital counselor added a brochure on the seven stages of grief. Shock, denial, anger, bargaining, depression, testing, acceptance. I couldn’t find anything in the damn brochure about bitterness and regret. If I.