She found that as the junior nurse on the ward she would be required to administer purges when necessary to make certain the expecting mothers routine...systems were all in good working order. It was something that she dreaded because it required that she "root around" and stirring things up wearing a rubber glove if things slowed down and threatened the normal birth. It was part of the job that she hated the most but it was the sort of thing that introduced her to kinky aspects of such details. I figured she must know what she was dealing with. Then I asked her some details about what she'd need help with."Well, for one thing, you can drive a S-10 pickup with a horse trailer, can't you? You can help me drive some going to and from the rodeo, and you can do other things like help me saddle my horses and stuff like that. But the real area where you can help me, Tom, is after I finish my events each day," Brandy said as she stood there fooling with her papers and then stopped to look me. Set into the back wall was a massive steel door that looked like it should lead to a bank vault. One of the men guarding it glanced at a clock on the wall and said, "Four minutes thirty seconds, doctor."Doctor Durmius nodded. "That gives us a chance to schedule your return. Do you know how much time you'll need?"Corvus glanced at the wall clock. "I should head back up no later than eleven thirty if I want to have time to change before I meet Crispa."The doctor frowned. "That's only forty-five. She led him,hand-in-hand, to her room.Brennan drank from his beer as he followed, a half-step behind her.********"Keep your clothes on. I'm here to talk." Brennan sat on the chair. Hepatted the bed.Chastity sat. She pulled at her dress. She set the champagne and theplastic glasses on the nightstand."I'm pulling talent for another club," Brennan said. "Interested?" What happens if I refuse?" No penalties for refusal. Do you like working here?" Tell me about the other club." She didn't believe.