Nick must work out. He has an awesome chest and big arms. He looks like if the NFL asked him to come play he would be game ready right there. Nick get... off on his floor, looking back and waving to me. "Lunch..." The door to the elevator closes before he can finish.The door opens on my floor, I find myself standing in the hallway dreading walking into my office. But part of me wants to see what she came up with today. I walk in. "GOOODMORNING Ms. Kimberly." She yells across the office. I swear. .”“She did give me that valentine.”“Then she does want your touch, at least the next stage -- the next step as she sees it, not necessarily the next step as you see it. She also, if she is a good girl...”“She’s a very nice girl.”“And even maybe if she isn’t and wants you to think that she is or wants some others to think that she is...”“She’s a damned nice girl. I don’t know why you’re trying to tear her down.”“Well, a nice girl doesn’t want to be touched like that. And, as I’ve said, some. The truth was that I was soon reaping the benefits of the ideal situation for a horny single guy; free and abundant sex with no real commitment. Yeah, I know you're thinking there ain't no such animal, but it was true!It started when Dr. O'Malley threw his annual back-yard bash to introduce the new crop of residents at the end of May. It would also mark the beginning of my last year, making me senior resident.Anyhow, it was a fairly big party and nearly all the ER staff who weren't on duty were. “A woman can hide it but in a man it stands out a mile. Well, eight inches.”I was flabbergasted. I’d completely forgotten I was totally naked. But I have to admit I was flattered too. Eight inches? No wonder women are crap at parking.“Julie,” I said as calmly as I could. “Would you do me a favour?”“Yes. What?”“Turn off the bloody vibrator.”She reached down and pressed the end. The humming stopped.“You could remove it too while you’re about it.” I said.She sat back on her stool and winced.