The car sped off but he caught most of the licence plate despite his shock. The children’s babysitter came running up, in different circumstances he...would have ogled her but he was in such pain that he just gave his ame and asked her to call an ambulance while she comforted the kids.He was brought to the local hospital for emergency surgery. He skipped ahead of a few patients but he had built the wing and funded scholarships for a lot of the medical personnel so that wasn’t shocking.Following. The door clicked closed behind me, locking. “How is your day, sweetheart?” I asked. “Nothing unusual. Just have to go to a meeting after break.” He said monotonously, slumping into his large office chair. He did not seem excited. I handed him the warm cup of coffee. He took a hefty gulp before setting it down on his desk. “You know, I was thinking I could help make your workday more eventful today.” I said, rather suggestively.He raised one eyebrow slightly as a faint smirk came to his mouth.. "Good heterosexual girls are wet and ready to be fucked by men." And are you always a good heterosexual girl?"Laura wished Amy would stop asking her questions. She found it so hard to think of the answers. A good heterosexual girl? What did that mean? Oh - good girls were wet and ready to be fucked. Was she a good girl? She was wet so often recently. But not all the time. Sometimes she was dry. "No," she answered. "I'm not a good girl. I'm not always wet and ready to be fucked.". “Amrita, can you forget your husband for one night?” She gave me a naughty smile and moved her head in disagreement but she put her hand on my shoulders.I did not need any verbal acknowledgment, so I held her face and pulled her towards me. Then I placed my lips on hers and gave her a very passionate but soft smooch. The married nurse reciprocated instantly, without any hesitation.This was one of the most passionate and complete smooches I had ever received from any other woman than my wife. I.