She came out through the French doors onto the deck motioning me tothe chaise lounge. "Are you ready to show me?"Anxiously, I replied "Yes, if you're ...ure that's what you want."She took my hand and led me to the chaise lounge. As she straddledthe lounge and started to sit down, she deftly pulled the full skirtof her dress up above her waist. As she was sitting down and layingback onto the lounge, there was enough light for me to see that shewas not wearing any panties.So that was what she was. I can feel how my nursing contributes to your arousal. That’s what’s sexy to me. It’s an essential component of our foreplay -- usually the last thing before I move down to stimulate your clit and bring you to orgasm. If we were to eliminate that from our foreplay, we’d both find something lacking.”She nodded. “You’re right. You’re absolutely right.”“Andie -- when your nipples are stimulated, it triggers the release of oxytocin -- the love hormone. Oxytocin has calming and bonding effects as. As I was thinking this, one of my shoes slipped, just as I had my hand away from the wall. I started to fall and scrabbled for a grip. Out of instinct, I slapped my hand flat against the wood, my fingers flat against the surface, just as my other shoe lost its footing. I found myself hanging by my hand which seemed to have stuck itself to the wood. I hung there, bemused for a bit. I realised this must be the increased grip Sarah had mentioned.I found new places to grip with my feet and then. I must have drifted in and out of sleep after that, because it was about an hour later when I heard the creak of the door as it opened. Honey walked into the room wearing the same spectacular outfit. She smiled when she saw I was awake. "How are you feeling, Kevin?" she asked."I'm feeling just great now that you're back!" I replied, holding out my hand. Honey took my hand, "Well, I just wanted to come by one last time. My shift is about over and I wanted to check on my favorite patient."I will.