<div class="floatleft">(http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mdx8k6sOKM1rhpwimo1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Dr. Grace Lai<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Clinic<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Dr. Wilder<br/><hr/><br/><strong>"Look what I found..."</strong><br/><br/>Grace's eyes shot up towards the door when the light flicked on, widening with fear. And the person who stood there was the very last person she'd have liked to have found her. The good doctor himself. The flashlight she'd been holding in her mouth clattered to the ground as her mouth dropped open, her mind racing to find a good enough explanation for what she was doing. Not to mention the position she was in.<br/><br/>Instinctively, she drew her legs together, crossing them at the knee to hide her erection. Her hands pulling the edges of her button-down blouse down for the same reason. A futile effort, she knew, but if nothing else she was inherently modest. It was a reflex. Licking her lips, her mind straining, she soon realized there was no excuse good enough to assuage the doctor. She'd been given direct orders, from her boss, and ignored them. What fell from her lips was something so ridiculous she hoped he'd laugh and perhaps not be as angry with her.<br/><br/><strong>"I ... was giving myself an examination. For STDs."</strong><br/><br/>Watching his face, she waited to see what emotions he would show. What expressions she would see, what body language he would exhibit. She needed to calculate what she needed to do and how she needed to act to receive the least amount of punishment for this transgression, and her mind was already sifting through the multitude of possibilities like a well-oiled machine. She'd been squirming out of tight spots since she was a child, and it had worked out for her pretty well so far.