When we were on together, which was now justoccasional rather than religiously enforced like it was in the earlydays, we'd take it in turns at being t...e boss.As two of the more experienced nurses we were separated mostly forskill mix purposes, but we still rigged it that we were together atleast once a fortnight, if not weekly.My extra shifts also helped us double up more too.It was a busy shift but nothing especially remarkable; we'd passednoon and the afternoon shift would soon be arriving.I. “What about your friend in the back seat?”“She’s a little tired today. Maybe next time?”“Okay then, but she better be prepared next time. Also, I’m gonna need a lot more from her than I’ve ever had from you if you know what I’m saying.”“Uh, so you’re saying I no longer matter because she’s here?” Anita asked with an irritating sound.“Ah, hell no, you always matter to me, but your friend can matter more,” he said as he threw a look back at Kareema.Kareema wasn’t gonna say anything as she was. He never felt strange or different. He grew up in suburbia playing baseball, swimming and hanging out with his boyhood friends. He got along well with all of them. As a kid he liked building blocks, trains, toy trucks and playing army. He was a good student, a good son, and a good human being. People said that his head was screwed on right. As he grew into a teen he hung around with his buddies, just as all normal young men do. As far as he could tell, they thought he was a pretty regular guy.. "Scoot back on the bed and let's get started."She lay back with her head on her pillow, and moved over toward the middle of the bed to give me some room. I glanced over at her as I folded the towels and washcloths. I noticed that her nipples were prominent on her small chest, and she was breathing fast. Her face was slightly flushed, and she clutched her hands below her chin while she watched me."Do you want me to take off the bandage now?" I asked her.She looked at me wide-eyed, and nodded her.