“I have a medical dilemma that I think you might help me with,” he began. “I keep getting involuntary erections.”Doctor Hartwood adopted the v...ry best bedside manner she could muster and asked him if it tended to react to certain nurses that he admired. “Or even a lady doctor,” she matter-of-factly added.Rubbing his dick under the desk to get it up, he responded by saying it started to get hard the moment she walked through the door. She smiled – ever so sweetly.“Really?”“Yes – it’s hard now –. Goodnight RitaO’Connor.”She smiled and waved as she closed the door to her shop.I jumped in the package car and took off. Thank God, thewarehouse was only 25 minutes away. I arrived at thewarehouse just in time. I was finishing up my paper workand dropping all of my C.O.D. money, when my supervisorapproached me. “Hey Will, what took you so long.” I told him I got held up at some of my pick-ups and thatthere was a lot of traffic on interstate 287. He gave mea funny look. She didn’t have any command experience, and was always unsure of herself. Sure, she’d taken several classes in her studies - all of which she’d scored fantastically well at the test-taking knowledge parts and abysmally poor at the field applications. She’d much rather still be back on Earth at the Alliance dockyard, tinkering away at new engines. Honestly, Shepard hated most of her time since joining the Alliance. She’d only done it so she could please her mother. And well, get away from her. "Michael turned his snorting into a cough.The third time, as they say was the charm. Now we had another problem. My sense of direction is usually pretty good, but on the few times I do get lost, I really get lost. Unfortunately, this looked like one of those times. I hadn't been paying attention to where Michael was wandering when we'd first stumbled into the canning closet and even if I had I wouldn't have been able to guess which of the doors we'd gone in—or for that matter if it was the same.