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David, the main character, winds up at a mental hospital where almost all of the patients and staff are gorgeous sex-starved women, and he has several sexual encounters with staff members even though such encounters are explicitly forbidden by hospital rules
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I had been in the hospital for several hours and there had been no interactions with the hospital staff. No one to take my temperature or some blood, no one to give me food or sheets or even clothes, no one even to talk to me and tell me what I was doing there. I didn’t know what was going on. Were they deliberately ignoring me, or was this just a busy time for them? I was very nervous, especially as this was not my first time in a hospital mental ward. For years, I had been in and out of psychiatric wards of hospitals and in drug rehab centers. They were not happy places and not good places to learn to get sober. Hospitals freak me out but I was lucky that day when some staff finally paid me a visit.
There was a knock on the door, a slight pause, and then the door opened and two nurses walked in. My jaw would have hit the floor if I were not lying prone on a cheap mattress with no pillow – they were both so attractive it was shocking, and both donning sexy nurse uniforms that were nice and tight around their ample breasts and asses. I hadn’t thought of sex in a while and I immediately felt my penis getting hard. I changed positions around to hide my erection, embarrassed, wishing for a blanket or something. I looked up and both of them were staring at my crotch, practically drooling as much as I was. There was a slick romantic presence in our room and we all three knew it. I was starting to rethink my objection to being confined to a place like this.
“Hello, I am Nurse Rachel and welcome to the New Bedford Hospital. We’ll do everything in our power to keep you feeling safe and happy.” I wondered what she meant by ‘everything’. She had died red hair that ran down her back, and a beautiful round face with very little makeup on it, as she was so gorgeous it would be unnecessary.
“Hello Nurse Rachel, I’m David, and I’m a little confused about this place and what I’m doing here. Thanks for making me feel welcome. You two are the first people I have seen in hours. I thought they forgot about me.”
The other nurse had black hair, cut short, and …
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