But he was calling to her, calling her back into the factual world. Her mind was protesting. "He needed her to do what?"Cassandra snapped into the her... and now shaking her head her breathing laboured as she protested in horror. "No you filthy fuck I'm not fucking helping you do anything." She reared back staggering to her feet heading for the stairs. The big virile man his rock hard cock swinging like a standard on stormy deck replied calmly in a terrifyingly arrogant and dismissive. A few minutes later, in walks a familiar face! It was my former resident in charge while I was an intern years back. Dr. Lee was a petite blonde with a big gorgeous smile. She was naturally cute, but was the type that didn't really care much about her looks. She typically had her hair pulled up with little makeup on. She was always as sweet as she could be. She was always in scrubs that were way too big whenever she didn't have to be dressed up. Today she was in her clinic clothes...a white. She seemed like a delightful person, and hated formality as much as I did. I made a small concession, and wore shorts for the occasion. She had her usual 'I am not a woman' suit on. It looked like she was dressed for a court date. The pin-striped suit looked strange on her.I was just as surprised as her secret service detail, when she told them to wait outside. She had to pull rank, before they agreed. Once inside, she shook her head."Damn nursemaids. I'll be glad when this term is over. I'll. .." she then turned her head so that our faces were inches apart. Her gaze held mine for what seemed like minutes, but was probably only a second or two. It was a gaze full of lust and desire. We both moved to meet the other's lips.Her lips were incredibly soft, tasted like cherry's, and she smelled of coco butter. Intoxicted by the smell and feel of such a creature my hands began to move of they're own accord, rubbing up her body, kneading her breasts through her tank-top. She moaned and.