<div class="floatleft">(http://tellmetwin.com/resources/uploads/item_image/original/6954104_12317081.jpg?rand=725827966)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>Nurse Anderson, at the nursing station with the rest of the team</em></span><br/><hr/><br/>Lottie strolled lazily down the halls of Coolidge Memorial, a clipboard in hand to make it look like she was doing something other than checking out the doctors and interns arriving to work or leaving after a shift. Her blond curls were loosely tied up in a knot so a few strands danced around her carefully applied face, complete with her signature blue eyeshadow that might have suited better for a night out than a morning shift at the hospital.<br/><br/>She made her way to the nursing station in due time, arriving a few seconds after head nurse Fairchild did, and leaned onto the counter to make sure every single person who walked by got a good look at her generous curves, clearly displayed by the one-size-too-small uniform.<br/><br/>She chuckled when Fairchild lectured them about keeping hands off the interns and doctors, knowing full well that she shared a blame in causing the woman such worry, along with quite a few other nurses on staff. Her personal opinion was that Fairchild had a wild affair with The Fat Man and that she was secretly a raging dominatrix... Not too far a stretch if you thought about it...