" Well you look ok," he said. "Your brain scan is normal with just a few scars from your previous injury." Are you ok," yelled Lieutenant Taylor as sh... entered the sickbay."He's fine lieutenant," said the doctor in his best bedside manner."Baby, baby," she crooned as she held my head."If you want you can take him to his quarters," said the doctor. "I'm sure you'll do him more good than I can." Come with me baby," she said taking my hand. "Let me look after you."Her idea of looking after me was. ..I ran around back but the door was locked..when I looked in I saw two strange black men drinking beer in my fucking house...I banged on the door but they chuckled and headed upstairs...Then I ran to my car for the garage door opener but it was fucking locked...Then I remembered we used to have a hidden key on the back deck. But where the fuck was it?I fumbled around the deck and finally realized it was under the grill....I unlocked the door and ran upstairs....when I turned the corner I just. I move my hands from his ass to his waist and start pulling his shirt up. OH Goodie! I was right! Pecs and Abs to die for! We stop kissing to get his shirt over his head and he starts undoing the buttons on my shirt to reveal my braless breasts. "Have you ever had a personal body shot?" He asks me. "I've had normal body shots in a bar, what's so different about your personal body shots?" I ask As he licks and kisses his way down my neck to my shoulders he whispers, "Let me show you." Of course. There was this lovely young woman named Sherry working there, who was very solicitous, helping me find my size and select a pair of pants that weren't too out of style. I hate to shop, you see, so I usually wear a pair of jeans or shorts. These sort of clothes don't require trying on and are really never out of style. But this time, I wanted to take my time and get a nice pair of pants that fit well.She was a redhead, about five and a half feet tall, with a very attractive, thin build. I prefer.