He glanced at the television and said, “Machine 6 is running within spec. That’s good.”“It would be better if we had one that was out of spec,...�� Sherry said. “That would be a good result.”“Good for you, bad for them,” Alex said.“That’s true,” Sherry said.She signed for the raw data and processed data to be shown on the screen. The image on the television changed to show two traces. They were drastically different.She said, “You were right about the filter cleaning up the data.”“It’s a pretty. So you get an idea of how to cure both problems. You place your feet on the dashboard. Simple enough. How could this solve both our problems? You know I love your legs. The sight of your luscious legs. You keep your legs so smooth. As smooth as satin. I love your feet. Seeing them on display like that makes me want to suck your toes.You notice that this simple little act has gotten my attention. You see me looking your legs up and down. You notice that it’s a little hard for me to keep my eye. I took my right arm and hugged her back. At that moment, I heard someone clear their throat.She turned and looked towards the door and jumped up from my bedside. “Oh, Doctor Albright. I am sorry. I just got a little emotional. I’ll be on my way; I have other patients to attend. Please don’t tell Nurse Bertha, oh crap, I mean Nurse Dodson.”The doctor walked up to my bed and picked up my chart, and looked at it for a minute. Then he looked at me and said, “I don’t know what you said to her, but. She had wanted them to see. And Brad was obviously enjoying the show too. He turned to Jarrad. "Way better than usual.” Addressing Ashley he added, “If Jarrad is the cause of the morning delight, I want him to join us when we get back home.” Ashley blushed but didn't respond. She did however use the preparation and serving of breakfast to show off and tease the guys every chance she got. With Brad seeing how much his stepsister was enjoying herself, he added his own appreciative stares to those.