"Angel, you're here. I was just dreaming about you," she said."Dreaming about me? You'll have to tell me what happened."Emi folded the covers back and...patted the sheet with her hand. "Why don't you join me and I'll show you."Angel stepped to the side of the bed as she began to strip her clothes off. Emi rolled over and watched as the beautiful latin model removed her clothes. She felt a shot of warmth as Angel dropped her shirt on the floor. The skirt and panties followed right after and Emi. It was still hard to believe that somebody like her was interested in somebody like me, even as we approached her front door. She didn’t release me as she unlocked it and stepped inside, dragging my unresisting form with her.By the time we made it inside, I was a nervous wreck, and she ran her fingers ever so gently through my hair, stroking her short nails soothingly across my scalp. Taking a deep breath, I asked, “Why me?”She smiled, her eyes lighting up. They were warm and brown, so deep I. Of course, that brought him to the edge of imminent drainage and he quickly pulled her face back into position and brought her lips around his shaft once again to receive his full load of cream which she swallowed down into her flat belly just as he had trained her to do in the pre-marital period of blossoming familiarity.“Oh, my sweet, you are so very nice to me down there. I must repay you at the first opportunity right after you have bathed and smell nice to my sense of scent detection.”His. Oh excuse me, 'Nursing School'! How incredibly demeaning it must be for Shannon and the other nurses to take all our crap day in and day out, and then have to eat lunch DOWN THERE! Patients coughing and sneezing all over their dry dull food while cursing us doctors. I smile warmly as I readjust my pampered bottom on one of the many plush chairs in the Doctor's Dinning Hall.But those girls deserve it don't they? Just because they weren't born with brains enough to be doctors doesn't mean we.