” I answered. I explained that she is my trainer at work and that we are not dating, not married, just work colleagues.That left nurse Becky stunned...again.“You mean you are spending all this time here at the hospital ER and she’s “just” your co-worker?” Betty asked.“Yes”Then, Becky reached behind me and pulled the privacy curtain around, so no one could see in the room. She grabbed me by my shirt collar and pushed me back into the wall. She kissed me hard. She whispered in my ear, “David, you. The reason why I “awakened”.I cracked my eyes open against the glare, and peered upwards at a goddess.Framed against the sun, her deep red hair seemed to glow, even though it was merely pulled back into a short ponytail. She looked down at me with bright blue eyes set in a delicate-featured face with a cute, upturned nose, and a fair but not quite pale complexion. Her expression was creased with worry, and her lips parted as if in mid-word. Her figure was thoroughly hidden by the armour she. He didn't like the way I treated him in crowds. Well duh! So I asked him out to a private dinner. He passed on that as well."Christy gave Frank a sharp look, as though she could somehow look through him to see and understand Dan at this moment. But he just picked up his glass and took another sip. It was a good red.When Christy returned her attention to Allie, Allie continued. "I finally bit the bullet and told him that maybe we should spend the night together. He passed on that as well."Much. ‘But I am afraid the master insists I wear mine short. ‘Does he indeed?’ ‘Oh yes, ma’am, the master is very particular about my appearance. In fact,’ she added, unable to keep the note of shy triumph out of her voice, ‘he trims my pubic hair himself.’ This was true, the first time at least. Sir Richard had taken it on himself to show her exactly what he had in mind. This intimate information appear to dumbfound the academic. ‘Perhaps you had better show me,’ she said at last. Obligingly.