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   The Good Nurse



   Alex was working at the hospital on a Tuesday morning when he got a text
from his girlfriend, AngelaHey Alex, I think we should call it

   What do you mean?

   Its not working out for us

   Alex's heart sankLike, break up?

   He waited for Angela's answer with bated breath- No, it's not real!

   Yeah, sorry...

   Alex tried to think of a response, but his mind was blank, his eyes
still glued to the screen.

   "Hey Alex, quit sexting your girl and help me move the patient in
two-oh-five" came an aggressive-sounding voice.  Alex looked up and saw
that John from transportation was addressing him.  The sting of his words
only lasted a moment before his attention returned to his phone.

   "C'mon man" John said.  He reiterated his need with a sideways tilt of
his head toward the room in question.  It only took John another second to
realize that something was wrong...

   "What's wrong?" he asked, walking over to Alex in the hallway.

   "Angela just broke up with me", Alex said simply.

   "Oh, shit, really?" John said.  His face instantly softened.

   "Yeah, just like that" Alex replied.

   "Oh, I'm sorry man.  How long were you two together?"

   "6 months..." Alex couldn't think of anything else to say at the moment.

   "And she broke up by text?  That's cold, dude" John sympathized.  Alex
didn't respond immediatelyDid I do something wrong?  Was it about that
fight we had last week?  I thought it was going so well!

   "Don't worry, man, you'll get over her.  Plenty of fish in the sea,
right?  You'll find someone in no time"

   "Yeah" he mumbled.  But Alex knew that wasn't him- he was never the type
to go out and find some girl to take home, like his other friends did.  He
wanted a real connection, and was willing to wait for the right girl- I
thought it was her.

   *bzz bzz*

   Alex instinctively looked down at his phoneI'll leave your stuff by your
apartment

   "C'mon, let's get your shift done.  Then you can worry about that shit
later" John offered.  Alex knew he was right, so he nodded and followed
John into Room 205.

   Alex thought a lot about his relationship with Angela during the rest of
his shift- Should I call her?  Ask her what went wrong?  He tried to play
the conversations in his head, but they always wound up with her hanging up
on him.

   Alex sniffed, feeling the slight tingle in his nose that meant he was
about to cryWas I not attentive enough?

   Alex thought about all the times he had tried to talk to Angela about
her feelings.  Angela seemed to really enjoy how much he was into her
problems- and Alex just figured it was expected from a boyfriend.

   Too demanding?

   Alex liked to go hiking and jogging, and knew that Angela wasn't into
that kind of stuff, so he cut down on his outside exercises to once a week.
Since he was working 3 12-hour shifts in a row every week, he thought that
having one day to recover and go outside wasn't asking too much...

   I'm too boring, Alex realized.  He wasn't into all the shows that other
people seemed to enjoy- although he certainly tried to get into Angela's
shows.  He wasn't a sports fan, or a risk-taker, or anything cool like
that. Just a loser, he thought.

   An image of the Forever Alone meme came to his mind, bringing tears to
his eyes.  Yep, that's me.  Forever alone...

   -----

   Sure enough, when Alex came home to his apartment complex that night,
there was a box of his things right by the front door.  He grabbed his
things and brought them inside, trying to fight back his emotions.

   Alex knew he could've opened that box and looked through all the things
he had left at her place- a loaned t-shirt, a toothbrush, some pictures he
had framed for her...so many things, so many memories.

   All gone.  But Alex knew himself well enough not to open Angela's Box,
despite the curiosity of what she decided to give back, and what she kept.

   Checking his phone before going to sleep, Alex knew he had to make one
last try at their relationshipPlease, just talk to me.  I know you haven't
been very happy

   these past few weeks, and I want to know how to make it

   better.  I still love you, and I want to be with you.  Please

   call me or text me- XOXO

   Alex waited for Angela's response, but the messenger app didn't show
that Angela had read the text yet, so he went on Facebook and browsed his
news feed to kill time.

   It didn't take long for him to try to look up Angela's page, but he soon
found out that she was no longer on his friends list, and that he didn't
have access to her profile.

   Alex couldn't fight the tears anymore, and just let go of his emotions.
He sobbed for a good half hour before a text came backI don't want to draw
this out.  There's nothing that can be done

   Please just leave me alone.

   And just like that, Alex knew that it was truly over.

   -----

   Alex went back to his job the next day, feeling like he was just going
through the motions.  His only motivation for work at this point was that
he didn't want to get fired...

   But Alex was, in reality, a really good nurse, having graduated from the
state-run school in the top 10% of his class a couple years ago.  And the
reason behind his excellent nursing skills was not only his smarts, but his
heart as well- he gave some of his patients the compliments they needed to
lift their mood, and he motivated other to walk in the hallway or
participate in physical therapy as much as possible.  Although he couldn't
please everyone, Alex was definitely one of the patient's' favorites on the
general ward floor.

   On his second day of three, Alex was feeling exhausted, and he knew it
wasn't just the killer 12 hour days this time.  Fortunately for him, he was
still 24 years old, so he could still function just as well as the older
nurses, who were a bit slower, and the newer employees, who were still
trying to learn the system.

   "New patient for ya, Alex" said the heavier woman at the nurses station.
Maureen was almost 50 years old, and her 23 years of experience at the
hospital had only gained her the role of charge nurse for their floor. 
Although she was cantankerous and not people-friendly, she was still Alex's
boss.

   "Patty's full right now, and Yvonne has a student.  Here ya go" she
said, plopping the clipboard on the counter top.  Alex took it and gave it
a glance38 year old female presented with chest pain that started 5 hours
prior to admission.  Seen in the ER by Dr.  Manu, and given aspirin,
morphine, and nitroglycerin for chest pain.  EKG given to cardiologist, who
read it as `nonspecific t wave changes'".  Cardiologist recommended
observation, with possible stress test for cardiomyopathy on discharge. 
Troponin negative x1, but patient will need serial Troponins x2 every few
hours and another EKG tonight to watch for ST-elevation.

   Sounds like I need to keep an eye out for her, Alex thought.  Although
chest pain was one of the most common presentations to the Emergency
Department, it didn't mean this one couldn't take a turn for the worseI'll
have to let the lab know about those Troponin lab orders.  Let's
see...first one was at 2 pm...so 6 and 10 should be fine...and the
overnight float gets here at 7, so I'll have the EKG ordered at the same
time as the second Troponin.

   Past Medical History: Hypertension, Ovarian Cancer (remission), Anxiety,
Depression, Obsessive Compulsive Disorder...

   Well, the psych history would lean me towards a noncardiac source for
chest pain, Alex wondered, but then again I'm only a lowly nurse, what do I
know.

   Past Surgical History: Tonsillectomy 1985, Appendectomy 2002,
Salpingo-oophorectomy (bilateral) 2010, Breast augmentation 2015

   Medication list: amlodipine 10 mg po daily, clonazepam 1 mg po q12h prn
anxiety, diphenhydramine 25 mg po daily prn breasts, fluoxetine 40 mg po
daily, fish oil 1000 mg po daily

   5'9'', 125 pounds.  HR 82, bp 143/88.

   Alex continued to read the labs, which were unremarkable.

   I think I've got this patient figured out.  Might need to be a little
more reassuring, since she's already had a run-in with cancer, probably
back in 2010 when she had her ovaries and fallopian tubes removed. 
Transport should have her up in a few minutes.

   Alex checked in on another of his patients before he spotted the
transportation bed leaving room 212, his new patient.  Clipboard in hand,
he almost walked into the room without checking the nameTiffany Larson.  Be
extra nice, he told himself.

   "Hello Miss Larson, how are you today?" Alex asked.  The patient was in
a two-patient room with the curtain divider pulled between the two beds. 
He didn't know the other patient.

   "I'm alright" Miss Larson said, sounding anxious.  She put on a small
smile.  "Are you my nurse?" she asked.

   "Yes, ma'am" Alex answered, cheerfully.  "I'm Alex, and I'll be keeping
an eye on you for the rest of the shift." Shouldn't have said that, Alex
realized, now it sounds like I'm waiting for something bad to happen to
her.

   "You seem pretty young to be a nurse" Miss Larson said, pushing herself
up on the inclined bed.

   It was then that Alex noticed that Miss Larson looked pretty good for a
woman of 38 years- she looks more like 30, he thought.  "Well, you look
pretty young yourself, if I can say so" Alex said, smiling.

   Miss Larson seemed to appreciate the compliment- "Thank you dear, you
can compliment me anytime you'd like" she said with a laugh.

   "Alrighty then, I'll keep that in mind.  Now if you're ready Miss
Larson-"

   "Tiffany" she interrupted, "Call me Tiffany." Boy, she has a nice smile.

   "Sure thing, Tiffany.  I just have to confirm some of this information
with you, if you don't mind" Alex said.

   "No, not at all sweetie" she said.  Alex caught her using a pet name
again, and wondered if that was just her diction.

   "So it says here that you take amlodipine, probably for blood pressure.
Do you know the strength of the tablet, and how often you take it?" Alex
inquired.

   "10 milligrams, I believe.  Once a day."

   "Good" Alex replied, checking the medication off his list.  He tried to
keep his questions as open-ended as possible.

   "And the clonazepam?  Brand name Klonopin?"

   "Ah, Klonopin is 1 milligram up to two times for my anxiety.  I might
need another one now, actually" she said offhandedly.

   "Alright, I'll check to see if the provider entered the order for you.
How about the diphenhydramine?" Alex remembered that the instructions on
the diphenhydramine looked odd, but didn't want to get too personal.

   "Which one is that, dear?" Tiffany asked.

   "The Benadryl" Alex said, clearing his throat, "It just says as needed
for breasts." Alex couldn't help but glance at Tiffany's chest after
mentioning the instructions, and hoped she hadn't noticed.  With her upper
half on the bed at a 45 degree angle, she was showing much of her
breastbone.  Those hospital gowns do have a deep v-neck, don't they?

   "Oh, that's for my breast augmentation surgery, dear" she said.  Alex
stared straight at her, trying not to break eye contact and show that he
was uncomfortable.

   "Oh" Alex said, moving his eyes back to his clipboard.  He was still
confused.

   "They're for itching, honey" she said, clearing the confusion.

   "Ah, thank you" he said with a nervous laugh, "I didn't really know what
they were for."

   "Yeah, I had the boob job about a year ago" Tiffany continued
nonchalantly.  She looked down at her chest, appraising them.  "I'm
thinking about going bigger- they're only 34D's right now." She looked up
at Alex, who was now staring at them.

   "I was told to only go up a couple sizes, ya know?  That way they still
look natural."

   Although Tiffany was wearing the hospital gown and none of her cleavage
was showing, her breasts did push against the fabric, making small mounds.
Alex had seen his fair share of braless women in hospital gowns, so
Tiffany's protrusions were certainly unusual in the unflattering attire.

   Catching himself, Alex looked back at Tiffany, "Well, they look very
nice" he said.  What?!  Why did you say that?  he yelled in his head.

   "Thank you, you're so sweet" Tiffany said, happily.

   Wow, she's really open.  "So, you take fluoxetine 40 milligrams daily?"
Alex asked.

   "Yup, I get a little compulsive sometimes" Tiffany responded.

   "And you take fish oil, right?" Alex asked.  He just wanted to get the
rest of the medication reconciliation over with.

   "Yup" she said.

   "Okay, well there's a call button right there if you need it", he said,
pointing to a small controller that was connected to the bed.  "If you need
anything, just let me know." Alex started making his way to the door...

   "Thank you, Alex"

   "You're welcome" Alex nodded, looking back briefly before exiting the
room.

   Alex didn't know if it was his lack of sleep, or his emotional state,
but it was hard for him to focus on much else besides Tiffany for the rest
of his shiftShe had big wavy blonde hair that came down to her shoulders,
like you might see on a country girl from Texas.  The more he thought about
it, actually, the more she looked like a young Heather Locklear.

   Her skin was smooth and lightly tanned, which was the reason he said she
looked younger.  She obviously didn't have any makeup on, but she had a
natural beauty that defied the need for any cosmetics.  She also has soft
blue eyes, white teeth...

   Woah, Alex, this is not appropriate thinking.  She is a patientA hot
oneBut still a patient, and besides, nothings ever gonna happen with her.
Just do your work, get out, and move on with your life.  She'll probably be
gone tomorrow anyways.

   Alex continued to chide himself when he finished his shift and finally
went home, but sleep overrode any more thoughts about Tiffany or Angela.

   -----

   Alex was feeling so much better the next day, that he was surprised when
Maureen took him to the side before his shift even started"Just want to let
you know that one of your patients was feeling neglected yesterday, and
they were thinking about calling the complaint hotline."

   Alex was stunned, and not because he had never received a complaint
before (it happens to every nurse), but because none of his patients seemed
upset about anything yesterday.

   "Are you sure?" he asked.

   Maureen rolled her eyes, "Does it look like I'm joking?"

   She was right- patient complaints were no laughing matter.  Deserved or
not, they went on a nurse's record, and that shit could hurt you when the
hospital finally decided to give out merit raises.  Nurses hardly make
enough money for all the things they do as it was.

   "Which patient?" Alex said sternly.

   "Miss Larson.  She mentioned something to Edna last night.  You can ask
her about it when she hands off." And with that, Maureen walked away,
rumbling over to her seat at the nurse's station.

   Alex found Edna pretty quick after that, and sat down with her at the
nurse's station.

   "Hey, so what was Larson saying about me last night?" he asked in a low
voice.  Although there were constant noises on the floor, and people
talking, it was still an open area where people could eavesdrop.

   "Well, I checked in on Larson after dinner so I could get a fingerstick
reading, and she mentioned that she hadn't hardly seen you after you came
in to check her home meds.  She was feeling like you were maybe ignoring
her.  She was pretty upset, Alex"

   Oh, man.

   "I was able to calm her down, and said you were probably dealing with a
more acute patient.  She talked about using the patient complaint hotline,
but that she would feel much better if you would just spend some time with
her."

   Edna nodded, "I know you didn't mean to do it, and she might be a little
wackadoodle, too.  Just give her what she wants, and you won't have to
worry about anything" she said, shaking her head.  Edna had some years of
experience, and spoke from it often.

   "Yeah, maybe I wasn't giving her the attention she needed" Alex
admitted. Time to man up.  She's probably just scared, is all.

   Walking in to talk to an upset patient is never enjoyable, but Alex also
knew that he had to take the bandaid approach, and just get it over with
quickly.

   "Good morning, Tiffany, how are you feeling today?" Alex asked.  Tiffany
was sitting up in bed again, watching tv.  But the blanket was pulled up
around her.

   "Oh, I'm good Alex."

   Just get it over with- "So I wanted to apologize for not spending enough
time with you yesterday; I was pretty busy with other patients, but that's
not an excuse.  I'm really sorry about that."

   Seeing that Tiffany was not in the same cheery mood as yesterday, Alex
believed that she was still upset.

   "That's alright, dear.  Do you have some time now?"

   "Absolutely.  What do you need?" Alex said, lacing his hands together.

   "Have a seat" she told him, looking down at the simple plastic chair
that was next to the bed.

   Alex sat down, crossing one leg over the other.  Tiffany turned the
volume down low.

   "When I first found out I had cancer, I thought my life gonna end" she
said, out of nowhere.  Oh, okay.

   "I had panic attacks about it, really bad ones where I couldn't breath.
That's when they put me on Xanax.  My boyfriend at the time couldn't handle
the stress, so he bailed on me."

   Yeah, I know how that feels, Alex thought.  He didn't realize how bad
Tiffany had it.

   "I'm sorry to hear that" Alex said, sympathetically.

   "He was a jerk, ya know?" she said with a strained voice.  Alex saw her
hand reach out towards him, and he held it.

   "He only liked me for my looks, and when the going got tough, he left.
Didn't even say goodbye!" Tiffany choked out, tears forming in her eyes.

   "Oh, I'm sorry to hear that.  You know, my girlfriend left me on
Tuesday."

   "Really?" she asked, wiping her eyes.

   "Broke up by text, actually" Alex said flatly.

   "Oh that bitch" Tiffany said angrily, "Oh, sorry" she added.

   "No, it's alright.  I'm not sure what went wrong, but she said she
didn't want to see me again, and at this point...  I know it's over." Alex
was staring at the floor, and felt Tiffany's thumb stroke the back of his
hand.  She's got nice fingernails, he noticed.  They were pink, and shined
in the light.

   "You're a great guy, Alex" Tiffany emphasized, meeting his eyes.  They
were both at the same height, and Alex was seated near her upper body.

   So sweet, too.  "Thanks...and I think you're better off without that guy
in your life, by the way." Alex instinctively stroked her hand too.

   "Thank you" she said, sincerely.  They stared at each another moment,
before Tiffany pulled her hand away from his and fanned her face.

   "Phew, feels warm in here" she said, embarrassed.

   "Yeah, it is" Alex agreed.  Tiffany then pulled her bed sheet down, and
rubbed inside the lapel of her v-neck hospital gown.  From his vantage
point, Alex saw the side of her boob, but Tiffany didn't seem to realize
it.

   Alex looked away quickly, but the image of her smooth breast, laying on
her chest like a teardrop, was burned into his memory.  He thought he saw
her dark-colored areola, too..

   Alex looked around the room, trying to distract his mind, but was having
a hard time doing so.

   Her breasts are so full, so round and beautiful.  Better than Angela's.

   "Do you think you'll find someone else?" came a voice to distract him
from his preoccupation.

   "Well, I'm not really good at finding women" Alex admitted, not
realizing he was blushing.

   "Hey, sweetie" Tiffany said, again reaching for his hand, "To me, you
are a catch.  Any woman would be lucky to have such a sweet, attractive
young man in their life."

   Alex felt warmth inside.  "Thank you, Tiffany.  Things were hard
earlier, but now it's getting easier." Oh, shit, I'm starting to get hard
right now, though.  Think of something...

   "And you'll find someone who deserves you, too" Alex replied, "Someone
who appreciates you for who you are on the inside." Although the outside is
really nice.

   "I think you're right, sweetie.  I should find someone who isn't just
attracted to my body." She reached toward Alex's face, and moved a hair
away, "Someone more like you" she said, smiling.

   Alex's mind felt numb, and his eyes were focused on Tiffany's smiling
face.It was like he was drawn to her goodness, her beauty.  He stroked her
hand some more, lost in the feeling of happiness.

   Alex didn't know what to do, but he felt his hand moving slowly towards
her*ding*ding*ding*

   Code blue!

   Getting to his feet immediately, Alex let go of Tiffany's hand and
rushed out of the room.



   -----



   The code blue ended up being a false alarm (one of the cleaning
personnel accidentally pulled the string on the wall), however it did
provide Alex an opportunity to take care of the many other responsibilities
that were still pending.

   It also let him take a step back from the situation with Tiffany, and to
rethink their relationship.  Alex understood that no matter the brief
emotional connection they had, she was still his patient, and he had to
maintain professional boundaries.  If he had done anything inappropriate in
there, it could've cost him his career!

   And rather than ignore Tiffany for the rest of the day, Alex figured he
could come see her a couple more times before he left, and that would
satisfy her emotional needs.  Reading the cardiologist's note, it looked
like Tiffany was stable enough for discharge, so he wouldn't be seeing her
anymore after today, even if he decided to pick up a shift tomorrow..

   Oh, but was it hard for Alex to concentrate.  Only yesterday, he felt
distracted after meeting Tiffany for the first time..  But now, with each
of them staring into the other's eyes and feeling an emotional connection,
Alex walked around in a haze.

   It was so unlike Alex to be this emotionally attached to a patient, and
he didn't know whyIs it the break up?  He wondered.  Perhaps he was trying
to cope with losing his girlfriend, and the way she treated him.

   That must be it.  I mean, Tiffany is attractive and all, but she's a lot
older than I am.  I'm not usually attracted to older women.

   Alex rationalized the situation as best he could, and felt confident
that he would get through the rest of his long shift without any
problemsI'll just act natural, like nothing happened.  Play it cool, and
I'm sure she'll get the hint.

   "Hi Tiffany, just wanted to let you know that another nurse will be in
to do your last electrocardiogram.  As long as it's clear, I think the docs
are gonna let you go" Alex said optimistically, giving Tiffany a double
thumbs-up.

   "What do you mean `another nurse'?" she said, confused.

   "Oh, well, the EKG requires lead placement around your body, including
your chest" Alex explained.  Tiffany still looked confused.

   "So why can't you do that?" she asked.

   "It's hospital policy to have a nurse of the same gender do the lead
placement."

   "Well I don't want another nurse" Tiffany said tersely.  Alex could tell
she was starting to get upset.  "You do know how to do it, right?" she
asked.

   "Oh, sure, I've done it plenty of times" Alex said, nonchalantly.

   "Great, so do it" Tiffany responded.  Alex waited, not sure what to say
next.

   "Um, hold one one sec, let me ask someone" Alex said, leaving the room.
Oh geez, calm down Alex.

   "Hey Maureen" Alex said, leaning against the nursing station counter.

   "Yeah" Maureen responded, sounding uninterested, as usual.

   "212a isn't comfortable having another nurse do the 12 lead.  She wants
me to do it." Brace yourself...

   "Oh, maybe she's got a crush on you" Maureen laughed.

   "Yeah, I'm a little young for her, but she's got kind of a psych
history- anxiety, depression, OCD- so I think she might be anxious around
people she doesn't know."

   "It's hospital policy"

   Yeah, no shit.  "I know.  I know.  But she's really insistent.  And it's
the last EKG the cardiologist wants.  Her expected discharge is tomorrow,
barring any positive results."

   "Alright, just put it down in the electronic health record" she said.

   "Cool, thanks Maureen" Alex said, quickly.

   "Just don't get too excited, kid" Maureen said.  Alex felt his face
turning red- technically that would be sexual harassment, he thought. 
Maureen should know better than to say that.

   Alex went to the hallway alcove to grab the portable EKG machine, and
rolled it into room 212.

   "Okay, Tiffany, looks like I have the go ahead to do the EKG.  I'll be
as respectful as possible." Oh geez, that sounded weird.

   "Oh, don't worry about that, dear, I've had these puppies poked and
prodded more times than I can count." Well at least she's comfortable with
it...

   Rolling the machine over, Alex took the cords out and laid them on the
bed.

   "So just to explain what I'm doing, I'm going to be placing 4 of these
sticky pads on your limbs.  The other 6 go on your chest.  They read the
conduction of your heart through the skin, and the readout tells us if
there's any problem going on."

   "Okay" Tiffany said, nervously.

   "It's nothing to be concerned about.  It won't hurt at all" Alex said,
lifting up the bottom of Tiffany's bed sheet.  He placed the leads above
her ankles, and noticed that her toenails were a pink color, just like her
fingernails.

   Alex placed the other two leads on the inside of her forearms.  Just get
it over with.

   Realizing that Tiffany was about to expose her chest, Alex quickly took
the curtain and wrapped it around, enclosing her side of the room so that
they would have privacy.  And the other patient's tv is pretty loud, too.

   "Sorry if my hands are cold" Alex said nervously.  He was rubbing his
hands together when Tiffany quickly undid the knot on the back of her
hospital gown, and pulled the gown down from her chest.

   Alex slowed his rubbing, distracted by her nudity.  Although he had
snuck a glance at her chest earlier, that was only a puzzle piece, and this
was the whole jigsaw puzzle.

   "You like them?" she asked, smiling.  Yeah...

   "They look nice" he said.  With Tiffany half-reclined again, her large,
round boobs were resting comfortably on her chest.  Compared to her frame,
she appeared well-endowed, a disparity that was most distracting to Alex.

   "Here, let me help you with that, sweetie" she said, reaching out and
holding his hands in hers.  He felt a slight pull, and willingly inched
right to the side of her bed.

   Tiffany rubbed the backs of Alex's hand with her palms, and Alex tried
to stare at his hands instead of what he really wanted to.  It felt more
like a massage than a hand-warming, and he was getting hard again.

   "Do you still think I should keep them the same?" Alex heard Tiffany
say.

   "What?" Alex said, his reverie broken.

   "My tits.  Do you think they're big enough?" Tiffany looked down at her
mounds, inviting Alex to fancy another look.

   "They're perfect" he admitted.

   "Aw, you're so sweet" Tiffany said.  I love seeing her smile, Alex
thought.

   Realizing that he still had a job to do, Alex took one of the leads, and
tried placing it to the right of Tiffany's breastbone.  The problem was,
her tits were so rounded that he nudged it in order to place the lead.

   Alex realized that she was watching him intently.  He tried to work
slowly so he wouldn't accidentally bump her bosom again, but he soon
realized that the leads wouldn't be able to go where they needed to if he
did.

   The second lead was much like the first, but on the other side of the
breastbone, so Alex had no choice but to stick it to the side of her
breast. Although he didn't mean to, he pressed down slowly on her flesh,
and his hand shook.

   "Here, let me help you put that on" she said in a melodic tone.  Lightly
cupping his hand with hers, she guided his unsteady hand back to her
breast.

   Although Alex and Angela had their times of foreplay in the past, this
felt like his first time, all over again.  Looking at how her flesh moved,
he relished the feeling of softness when he pressed on her skin.  His mind
in a fog, he saw his thumb move toward her nipple, which was erect.  He
encircled her nipple, which elicited a low "oooh" from her.

   He felt her hand moving up his arm, saw it reach higher up to his
shoulder.  He felt the compulsion to bring his head down to it, and her
hand responded to his movement by lightly grasping the back of his neck.

   The pull on his neck was light, but the pull on his mind was stronger,
as he gravitated toward her face.  Locking his lips on hers, he closed his
eyes and was lost in the emotion of love-making.  After a few passionate
kisses, Alex felt a need in his loins, which was strained against the side
of the bed.

   His hand groped her tit, kneading it with a purposeful lust.  He
continued to kiss her, until she pulled away"Feel me" she commanded,
pushing his hand down to her crotch.  Locking eyes with her, he felt
wetness on his hand, and proceeded to push two fingers into her waiting
pussy.

   "Ohh, I want you" she quietly moaned.  Alex sawed away with his fingers,
watching as Tiffany started losing herself to his manipulations.

   Alex suddenly realized the dangerous situation he was in, and looked
around quicklyWhat if someone walks in on us?!

   "Alex" Tiffany whispered.  Alex had to lean in to hear her words.

   "Fuck me good, Alex.  I'll suck your cock if you do"

   Imagining Tiffany's pink lips on his fully-engorged cock was all the
motivation he needed, and Alex quickened his pace.

   Tiffany responded immediately, gripping the bed sheet with her hands.

   "Mmmmm" she moaned, keeping her eyes closed.  Alex went to suck on her
tits for good measure.

   He felt her body tense, and wondered if she had climaxed yet.

   "Keep going" she whispered.  "You're so good to me, Alex."

   He didn't realize it, but it was like music to his ears.

   "Ohhh, don't stop, honey.  You finger fuck...so good" she said, her eyes
half-opened and looking at him.  She seemed to be in a daze.  But that just
drove Alex harder.

   "Oh...oh...oh" Tiffany moaned, as Alex drove on.  He could feel the
muscles contracting on his fingers, but that made him work harder.

   "Alex...oh....Ahhhhhh." Tiffany clenched up her body, and threw her head
to the side.  Alex slowed his movement as the slickness increased, and from
her expression he could tell she had climaxed.

   Tiffany breathed heavy for half a minute, and clutched Alex's wet hand
to her heaving bosom.  Alex watched the sweat glistening on her perfect
chest, and brushed the hair from her face with his other hand.

   "You're a good nurse" she sighed, looking up at Alex with dreamy eyes.
"You're a good nurse."

   -----

   But Alex didn't feel like a good nurse.

   After leaving the room, Alex prayed that the other patient hadn't heard
their little sex party84 years old and hard of hearing, let's hope so...

   What the fuck did I just do?  He wondered.  Alex felt a deep pit in his
stomach.  I'm gonna lose my job now, or go to jail.  This could ruin my
life!

   Get a grip, Alex.  Maybe no one will know.

   It was hard to imagine that no one knew, because everyone noticed that
something was wrong with him.  Whenever someone asked, Alex would just
mention that he was going through a tough time with his girlfriend.  Since
word had undoubtedly gone around by now about his breakup, people would
assume it was him trying to cope with his emotions.

   That should make things easier.

   Alex went about his work for the next 3 hours, but still couldn't
believe what he had just done.  It was like he went mental.  That's not
like me!

   He had never been even remotely attracted to one of his patients.  He
was always professional, even if his patients weren't.

   Until her.  She was so remarkably beautiful, so kind and loving.  She
had somehow disarmed him with her smile, her sad story, and seduced him
with that body of hersShe knew what she was doing.  She had to have been!

   Remembering the series of events, Alex started to believe more and more
that she was leading him on with the angelic looks she gave him, and slowly
manipulating him with her sexuality.

   That complaint!  He realized suddenly, That was planned, too!

   Oh, that bitch.  No fucking way I'm losing my job over this!  I just
have to lay low*ding* went his walkie talkie.

   "Hey Alex, just got a call from your 212a patient.  She's requesting
your help on getting some vitals.  She's concerned about her heart."

   Of course she fucking is.  Can't spend 3 hours away from her...

   "I'll be right there." What does this pyscho want now?



   With only an hour to go before his shift, and his work week, were over,
Alex braved himself for whatever was coming next.

   "Vitals?" Alex asked sarcastically, walking into the room.  Tiffany was
still sitting up in bed.

   "Listen, Alex, I'm...really sorry about what happened." Alex looked
around the curtain dividing the room, and saw that 212b was gone.

   "He went down for a scan" Tiffany explained.  "Can you sit down,
please?" she said, earnestly.

   I'm not falling for that.  "I'm good here" Alex replied, standing by the
foot of her bed.  It would be easier to leave that way.

   "I have...a lot of issues" Tiffany continued, "And not just the ones
listed in my record." She seemed to be having a hard time getting her words
out.  Alex also noticed her hands were fidgeting, but maybe that was just
another ploy.

   "I have compulsion issues, and the longer I try to fight them, the worse
they get."

   "What kind of compulsions?" Alex asked, his arms crossed.

   "Sexual ones" she said, wincing.  "I go to SAA- sex addicts anonymous.
I've been clean for 6 months now.  Or, I was" she said, looking down. 
Maybe she is telling the truth.

   "Anyways, I'm really sorry about leading you on.  You're a great kid,
and a good nurse."

   "So, none of what you felt was real?" Alex asked, unfolding his arms.

   "It's...complicated.  I meant all the things I did, because I do feel
something for you, sweetie.  But...I feel that way a lot.  I get a lot of
crushes" she said, looking sorrowful.

   Alex let out a big sigh, and walked over to sit next to her.  "Well,
thank you for being honest, at least."

   "Oh my gosh, I'm such a terrible person" Tiffany said with a bit of
strain in her voice.  She was starting to get upset again.

   "Hey, it's not your fault" Alex said, putting his hand on the side of
the bed.  Tiffany was looking up at the ceiling, wiping the moisture from
her eyes.

   "Yes it is" she said.  The waterworks were about to start...

   "Tiffany, look at me" Alex said.  He took her hand in his.  "It's not
your fault.  You did your best to control it, but it's an addiction.  You
can't beat yourself up for it." And it was true, from Alex's experience. 
He learned that from his time counseling people who tried to quit smoking.

   "I shouldn't've done that to you" she said, with a sniff.

   "Well, I gave in, too" Alex admitted.  "I've never had a patient as
attractive as you."

   Tiffany sniffed again, smiling this time.

   "You're too sweet, Alex.  Any girl would be lucky to have you."

   "Yeah, well, maybe I'll find someone someday" Alex said dejectedly,
looking down.  He thought about the Forever Alone guy, and thought he might
start crying.

   He felt a caress on his hand, and looked up at Tiffany again.

   "I think a part of me knew what I was doing" she admitted.  "I saw the
way you looked at me, and I had a feeling you found me attractive.  It just
surprised me how warm and kind you were.  It kind of...set a spark inside
me...ya know?"

   Alex nodded, "Yeah, I felt the same thing too."

   "So, are we good now?" she asked hopefully.

   Alex nodded again, "Yeah, we're good."

   "Might as well get those vitals, so you can tell everyone that's what
you came in here for."

   "Good idea" Alex agreed.  Standing up, he went to get a stethoscope.

   "I won't be seeing you again after an hour, I'll be done for the week"
Alex said, offhandedly.  He was taking Tiffany's heart rate from her wrist.

   "I'm sorry to hear that" Tiffany said.  76 beats per minute.  That's
pretty fast for someone in her shape.

   "Your heart rate is 76.  Is it always that fast?" he asked.

   "Only when you're around" she joked.  Alex shook his head.

   "Well, let me listen to your heart just in case" Alex said.  He put the
ear tips in, and placed the diaphragm on Tiffany's chest, at the top of her
breast.  It is pretty fast...but no detectable murmurs.  I'll have to check
her chart, I don't remember her baseline.

   It does seem a little faster now.

   "How are you feeling?" he asked, taking the ear tips out.  He was still
leaning over her.

   "I feel great" she said, holding his hand.

   "No palpitations?" Alex asked.

   "What's that, dear?" she asked, affectionately.

   "Uh, it's where your heart feels like it's skipping a beat" Alex
explained.  He suddenly realized how close he still was, and instinctively
glanced at her lips.

   No.  Alex stood up, still holding Tiffany's hand.  Unknowingly, he
pulled her slightly towards the side of the bed.  The next thing he knew,
Tiffany was pulling the bed sheet away from her body, and was shifting to
sit on the side of the bed.

   And he could've pulled away, but instead he held onto her hand, almost
beckoning her to come to him.  It was then that he saw the tops of her
breasts, and he felt that familiar gravitation again.

   Slowly, Tiffany stood up, and Alex saw that she was only a little
shorter than he was.

   She took another step, and Alex felt her breasts pushing against his
chest.

   "I still owe you a blow job, you know" she said, softly.  Alex thought
about those lips on his cock, and lost himself completely to his
lustClosing in on those luscious pink lips, Alex attacked her mouth, and
pulled her in close.  The sexual energy was building up quickly inside him,
and he felt his crotch touch hers.  Squeezing her in tight, he pushed his
erection up against her, and felt her breasts flatten on his chest.

   "Mmmm" she moaned into his mouth.  His hands smoothed over the gown on
her back, but he craved the touch of her skin.

   "The bathroom" she whispered.

   Without another word, she led him by the hand into the bathroom, and he
followed giddily.  As before, his conscious thought was gone, consumed by
his passion for this woman.

   Once inside, Tiffany closed the door and locked it.  She pushed Alex
away, and quickly disrobed her entire outfit in one swift pull of her gown.

   Gazing at her body, Alex was amazed that such a beauty was right in
front of him.

   "You're so fucking beautiful" Alex breathed.  He watched her tits bounce
as she walked over to him.

   "You pay a lot of compliments, young man" she teased, "Time for me to
pay you back." And with that, Tiffany grabbed at Alex's pants, trying to
free his cock.  Given a momentary reprieve from the action, Alex couldn't
believe this was happeningI'm so getting fired, he thought, but it's worth
it.

   "On the toilet" she told him, as soon as she got his cock free.  "It's
your turn."

   Sitting on the toilet seat, Alex felt Tiffany immediately working on his
cock with her mouthOh fuck, that feels good.  Angie never went down on me.

   He looked down to see Tiffany bobbing up and down on his penis, one hand
pulling her hair back so it wouldn't get in the way.

   So fucking beautiful...oh yeah...suck that cock

   Alex let out his own throaty groan, as the pleasure was starting to
reach the point of no returnShe's so good...oh my gosh...ohh

   Alex felt the stirring in his balls, signalling that he was going to
cum.

   "I'm cumming" he said awkwardly, but Tiffany only responded by
quickening her pace.

   Oh fuck!  He curled his toes, trying to keep balance.  If he wasn't
paying attention, Tiffany was going to blow him off his seat.

   Alex felt his cock get deepthroated, and the feeling of pleasure was too
much"OH...UH...Uh" he grunted, as his cock exploded into Tiffany's mouth.
He closed his eyes briefly, and saw stars in his vision.  When he opened
his eyes, he saw that Tiffany still had him in her mouth.  She was still
slurping up the last of his cum, and licking his now-deflating cock.

   She's perfect.  "I love you" he said in between breaths.  She looked up
at him with those dazed eyes again"I love you too, sweetie." Alex's heart
melted when he heard those words.  All he could do now was stare into those
beautiful blue eyes, and try to hold onto the moment.

   It took a long time for Alex to regain his energy enough to put his
flaccid penis away and zip himself up.  He was still sitting on the toilet
when he felt compelled to bring her onto his lap.

   Sitting chest to chest, Tiffany's naked body was now wrapped around
Alex. He felt so secure and loved, and wondered if she felt the same.

   "I meant it" he told her.

   "I know" she said, smiling.  She brought her arms around the back of his
head, and gently placed him on her bosom.

   "I love you too" she whispered.