He started feeling bad this morning and came into the hospital because he was dizzy. The pathologist will tell us what happened. Well, probably. Somet...mes you don’t find the smoking gun cause.”“Are you OK?” I asked.“Sure. I’m getting used to it. I don’t like it and it bothers me, but not like it did before. Does that make me a bad person?” she asked with a sigh.“No,” I said. “I don’t see how you can do this job without turning off your emotions at times.”“Is there anything we can do for you,. "Oh, yes, I forgot. I have, you see, a wee bit of trouble with my short term memory these days, but that's a long, boring story. My real first name is Henrietta, but I hate that name so much that if you ever call me by it, I swear I shall cut both your nuts clean off." She smiled, baring her teeth. "Most folks just call me Mergie." Tag sensed there wasn't too many things old fashioned about Mergie. Cut both my nuts off, indeed!"Mergie it will be then, Mergie. And be assured, I won't call you. My heart pounded as I heard Cindy coming down the stairs and I could smell her sweet perfume long before she entered the room, OMG she came into the room dressed in a big baggy vest which to be honest didn’t leave too much to the imagination and I tried my hardest not to stare at the big words ‘HUG ME’ which was on the front, “Hello Mr Frank, is this ok to wear in your house?” she asked in a soft voice as she stood in front of me.I smiled and told her that there were no house rules and she. Once again I bite my bottom lip happily, then I turn to smile at him as I walk backwards into the bedroom. His hands go to my shoulders pushing the robe, now completely open, off of my body then gently pushes me back onto the bed. Our hands move together, but in different ways. I reach out to grab the hem of his shirt so I can pull it over his head, and he reaches up to cover my breasts with his calloused hands before flicking his thumbs over my pebbled nipples. I pull his shirt off and toss.