<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/a5/5e/58/a55e5821b24ecb0c319ed3f32f920365.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong>Dorothy Ride</strong></span><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Cafeteria<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Any; Ricky, Kimberly, Adrianne<br/><hr/><br/>Dorothy paled at the news, even as she wasn't surprised.  The ridiculously busty nurse was at the front of the auditorium during the announcement, along with most of the staff.  She knew this was coming, it was really just a question of when.  But so soon!  They weren't ready for this; neither the staff, nor the refugees that were already living here.  She pulled her lab coat tighter around her; Dorothy was wearing a chocolate brown cabled sweater with a high neck that was stretched taut over her generous chest, a knee length skirt of dark green, and a pair of sensible flats.  Even wearing the sweater and her lab coat, she felt a chill.<br/><br/>There were going to be fights over this, if not sexual assaults.  The poor girls has such a hard time controlling themselves on good days, let alone with the added stress.  Which made it all the more important to advance her own research...but since the announcement mentioned the appalling medical testing now allowed on futas in the world at large, she doubted she'd have many volunteers for samples and to try the drugs she was working on.  She...the girls wouldn't see her as part of the medical establishment, would they?  They wouldn't want to get payback on her...no.  No, they were all good women.  She chose to trust them and that they knew she was on their side.<br/><br/>As the assembly broke up, she waited for a bit until the traffic dwindled and then set off to get breakfast herself.  It was best to keep up the normal routines.  And she wanted the girls to know she wasn't afraid of them.  Because she wasn't.  Not really.  Even though she was now essentially locked in an isolated location with a number of superhuman people who also had superhuman libido and normal self-control.  Her glasses had slid down her nose as she walked, head lowered in thought, and she pushed them up with the middle finger of her left hand as she entered the restaurant.<br/><br/>It was noisier than usual, which was to be expected, really.  Everyone was talking about the announcement and what it would mean, speculating on who would have to have roommates, and so on.  As she passed a table with a few girls she knew, she heard Ricky comment about the girls being thrown out and arrested, that Roberta could only do so much.<br/><br/>Dorothy hesitated and then turned to walk to stand beside the table, smiling a little sheepishly, "I'm sorry, girls, I didn't mean to eavesdrop.  But I assure you that it's not just Roberta.  All of us care about your girls and will do everything we can.  No one's going to throw anyone out, I promise."  She shook her head, "The government can bluster all they want but this is private property.  It will be hard times, but, we'll all make it through."  She tried her best to look confident.  "We mustn't let those small minded idiots rattle us.  We're stronger than they are, especially together."<br/><br/>That sounded good, right?  Roberta would have liked it.  She just wished she had the founder's charisma to back up the pretty words.