She asked me what I liked in her. I told her that she has a good smile and also told her that she had great boobs. She asked me if I was hitting on he.... I told yeah I have been trying for a long time now.The next time I met her, she was wearing a low cut top and jeans. We had been to McDonald’s and she took a corner seat where no one could notice us. She was sitting in such a way that her boobs were placed on the table and as a result when she was leaning to the front almost whole of her boobs. Short brown hair and nice curvy hips. And her breasts were nearly twice as big as mine...shit. I was staring. She could tell and didn’t stop smiling. And her eyes stayed right on mine. That’s when I noticed she was wearing a white coat, but the nurse at school here never wore a nurse’s outfit before. And it was a little shiney, which seemed odd..and was I going crazy? Was it really really low cut for a professional uniform? Her cleavage was practically falling out of it.“Do you like my outfit?”. Smiling, I looked at her directly as I put them into a pocked in my pants on the chair. "Just a little souvenir."Emily was leaning back against the examination table, breathing hard. Her eyes were on my cock. "How do you want me Peter?" I put my hands on her hips and lifted her to the exam table as I said, "I want you on your back, your calves on my shoulders." I whistled lowly then and said, "Your body is a wonderland." We both laughed at the musical reference. I had my hand on her. I’m taking two naps a day, going to bed early, and getting up late. But last week I was tired all the time. Now I’m not tired, but I’m sleeping probably twice the total hours I was before.”“Your next checkup is on Monday afternoon?”“Yes, but I can’t imagine I’ll be allowed back to work next week. I talked to Jessica and she said the next step would be two short walks each day. If that doesn’t make me tired then I can probably work half-days. My real concern is my trips to LA and Pittsburgh. But.