Scrubs
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				Title: <strong>Scrubs</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silvester</strong> on <strong>19-06-2008, 02:05:08</strong>
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				So here it is: the first real day of my residency program. When you're a kid, you'd think that by your mid-twenties you'll be a confident and capable adult. When you're in your mid twenties, you realize that you're still that same kid. You realize this ever so sharply on your first day of anything - high school, college, work, medical school, etc. Residency is no exception; you're constantly getting lost, running late, nervously eying the older and more experienced, and just trying not to make a fool of yourself. Every new establishment, be it high school, college, or residency, has its own hazing tradition for newcomers. I wonder what mine will be?<br><br>I say today is my first real day because yesterday was just a welcome from the Chief of Medicine followed by a boring orientation around the hospital. Hornell Hospital is impressive in size, and getting lost should not be difficult. Oh well, just treat it like chicken pox - you go through it once wishing you were never born, and then you're immune for life (or until you change location again).<br><br>Back in the blissful ignorance of my teenage years I thought that being a doctor was about helping people. Turns out it's mostly about dictating and sorting through convoluted patient charts. What the hell - for every hour I spent in the hospital today, I spent only about 10 minutes with patients. Does that make me a half-assed doctor? No, that makes me a sixth-assed doctor which is even worse. Can't waste time, must finish updating paperwork before next patient arrives. Must... finish... paperwork! Ow, ow, cramp.
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				Post by: <strong>GinnyJ</strong> on <strong>19-06-2008, 03:43:38</strong>
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				My earliest memories take place in my daddy's oak panelled study.&nbsp; Every night at bedtime, if he wasn't at work, or off with one of his many 'lady friends', the nanny was allowed to take me to see him and I'd curl up on his knee for a bedtime story.&nbsp; Now these memories go back as far as me being 4 or 5, but not once did my bedtime story involve a Prince, or a Princess, a frog or three bears, which was just as well, because such crap would have bored me rigid.&nbsp; Instead I was treated to tales from the hospital – the patients, the rare medical conditions, the ground breaking surgery.&nbsp; And I bloody loved it.&nbsp; My daddy wasn't just my daddy – he was a doctor, and, if I'm honest, to me he was even more than that.&nbsp; My daddy was God.<br><br>And today, on the first real day of my Residency Programme at Hornell Hospital, as I pour yet another cup of disgusting machine coffee down my throat in the hope of staying awake (last night was a late one – I stayed up reading the Staff Handbook they gave us at orientation from cover to cover) those stories come back to me, and as I mentally search through them, each one being as it is, catalogued in my mind, I realise there were a few tiny details my daddy forgot to share with me.<br><br>One, you will be forced to dress in orange scrubs that will clash with your 'strawberry blonde' hair.&nbsp; Two, your breasts will be stared at by other new Residents who are keen to bed you.&nbsp; Three, you will only be given the most boring and mundane tasks to do, except for if – and here comes number four, the Doctor known as your “Mentor” also takes a liking to your breasts and therefore decides that you, and them, are his new teachers pet(s).<br><br>I shouldn't complain.&nbsp; Number four is why I spent this afternoon in theatre while my fellow Residents were sorting paper clips into groups according to colour.&nbsp; At least I assume its down to number four, although it could just be because daddy is on the hospital Board.&nbsp; Either way, I'm not complaining - ogling and orange scrubs aside, I think I'm going to like it here.
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				Post by: <strong>Silvester</strong> on <strong>19-06-2008, 04:35:17</strong>
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				<em>Alright that does it, bathroom break.</em> Jumps up and out of the door, speed walks down the hall in the ridiculous orange scrubs<br><br><em>Let's see... if I make it back in 5 minutes, and Mrs. Gibson's free T4 test will be faxed in about 10 minutes assuming they're actually awake... and the next patient is already here and waiting... damn, I'm falling behind.</em> Passes by another hall, glances down it - <em>MENTAL BREAKS! What was that?</em> - takes two steps back to catch a glimpse of a charming female resident turning to go into a room. She faced him for a split second, looking down at her chart, but that was enough for Danny to see everything that needed to be seen.<br><br><em>Mental note to self: beautiful lady around the corner. I should look into that, just as soon as I check off restroom, lab results, and a waiting, angry patient off my list.</em> Hurries to men's restroom.
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				Post by: <strong>GinnyJ</strong> on <strong>19-06-2008, 04:55:56</strong>
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				5.55pm.&nbsp; I am now in no doubt, its the breasts and not the father that are pulling my strings for me, and I know this because when “The Mentor” - I refuse to refer to him by his actual name out of principle since he calls me 'sweetie' – told me to take a break just now, he couldn't take his eyes off on them.&nbsp; Delightful.&nbsp; I've been training for this since I was 6 years old and daddy gave me my first stethoscope, and now the path of my career is to be decided by the fact I've inherited my dad's mom's D cup, instead of my mom's AA one.&nbsp; Deep fucking joy. <br><br>Still, all is not lost.&nbsp; Have been in theatre today, and am being given a break, which given the state of some of the other Residents around here is obviously a rarity.&nbsp; It's nice.&nbsp; Five minutes to catch my breath, check the state of my hair in the mirror in my locker and...<br><br>Oh dear God.&nbsp; What the Hell?!<br><br>A yellow A4, hastily photocopied flyer.&nbsp; <br><br>'New Residents Drinks.&nbsp; 9pm.&nbsp; The Bar'.<br><br>I can see it now.&nbsp; Exhausted, broken, first day on the job Residents.&nbsp; Drunk.&nbsp; Depressed.&nbsp; Trying to climb down my top and up my skirt.&nbsp; <br><br>I can't wait...
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				Post by: <strong>HalfCircleMoon</strong> on <strong>20-06-2008, 03:14:22</strong>
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				Name:&nbsp; Brandon Matrale (patient)<br>Disease:&nbsp; Unknown<br>Voice:&nbsp; First Person<br>Age:&nbsp; 25<br>Info:&nbsp; Came into the hospital after experiencing sharp headaches that occur sporadically.&nbsp; &nbsp;So far, the cause has yet to be determined.&nbsp; <br><br>******<br>I laid back against the hospital bed, feeling the hard mattress press against my spine.&nbsp; &nbsp;For such a large institution, you would think that they could afford more comfortable accommodations for their patients.&nbsp; Right now, my back was so sore that it was almost making me forget about the headaches...almost.&nbsp; &nbsp;Closing my eyes for a moment, I tried to block out everything.&nbsp; &nbsp;This part of the wing was fairly deserted, only two other patients were with me and they seemed to be asleep.&nbsp; &nbsp; The soft glow of the nighttime lights and the the low buzz of the machines made everything seem sooo artificial.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Looking at my watch, I counted how long it had been since my last episode.&nbsp; &nbsp;Right now, 2 hours.&nbsp; &nbsp; I wonder if the doctors had come up with anything yet; it had been some time since either a nurse or physician had come to see me.
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				Post by: <strong>Sevenpercentsolution</strong> on <strong>20-06-2008, 03:17:19</strong>
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				Earlier that day, the city had been struck by a brief and sudden rainstorm; outwardly it seemed innocent enough, just a quick downpour, nothing to write home about.<br><br>Except, of course, for the singular, undeniable fact that, whenever the weather changed suddenly, people on the roads acted like idiots, unsure of how to react appropriately to the sudden switch. &nbsp;The result was predictable; there was a seven car pile-up on the 407 overpass three blocks away from Sacred Heart, and anyone who didn't walk away from the scene was carted away to the hospital, bringing a slew of broken limbs, smashed faces, and lacerations to the hospital doorstep. &nbsp;<br><br>It was unfortunate that Dr. Cox was on call that evening.<br><br>It was even more unfortunate for the rest of the staff that it was supposed to be his day off, particularly after he had just pulled two double shifts; he was essentially on his 72nd hour barred into Sacred Heart, and on his 4th cup of coffee that day. Angry, tired, and running off the fumes of caffeine, Dr. Cox was being avoided by anyone who had any sense of self-preservation. <br><br>"Insomnia-five!"<br><br>This did not include the Todd. The scalpel jock had no idea what he was getting himself into when he stepped into the staff room where Dr. Cox was perched like a gargoyle, his empty coffee cup dangling from his fingers. It wasn't until the attending raised his head and actually growled at the Todd that he got the point, and he backpedalled out of the staff room, meekly high-fiving the air and snapping his fingers.<br><br>At least the snarling was still effective; he just had to hope it stayed that way for the rest of the night, given that he not only had to deal with being short-staffed, he also had to deal with a couple of newbies - which was essentially the same as being short-staffed in his eyes, since the new ones were basically just walking meat sacks of useless grade school knowledge and little actual experience in medicine. &nbsp;<br><br>He rubbed the heels of his palms into his eyes, and got to his feet then, stepping over the coffee table and out of the staff room, and Laughable Religious Figure help anyone who got in his way.<br><br>He just had to survive the rest of the night without running into anything else annoying.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Scrubs</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Custos Morum</strong> on <strong>20-06-2008, 13:31:26</strong>
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				Jacks plan was perfect. No details were missing. Everything calculated down to the last minute. He would sneak into the room where they filed all the patients, then he would alter his file so that he had some kind of chronicall but harmless disease. Then they would be obliged to treat him! <br>He laughed manically and pointed his flashlight towards the map over the hospital. He'd gotten it by bribing that strange janitor of theirs. What he needed a box full of laxative for was not Jacky bussines. Nooo no.&nbsp; <br><em>That's... Left at the next turn...hmm?</em><br>If anyone would stop and listen to the ventilationshafts, they'd here a very strange "glomp glomp glomp", followed by some random giggles. And about with about fifteen minutes intervals, a squeak to trick anyone hearing that he was a rare, obese rat.<br>Jack scouted down through a strategic hole he had drilled with a strategic hand drill. He pressed his face towards the metal. <br><em>Where am I, where... </em><br>Standing bellow him were a cleavage with a head. A blonde head. He licked his lips for a second or two, but kept on moving. All the older doc's knew him and would gladly throw him out. He stopped. Was she new? He certainly didn't recognise anyone with a such schamoolies. He though about it, caught in a moment of confundation.
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				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>20-06-2008, 15:27:59</strong>
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				The Other Gargoyle emerges, looming out of an elevator with a full clipboard cradled in one arm like a beloved child and a smile that would make the Grinch shiver.&nbsp; Doctor Kafka makes a beeline for the staff room, gliding with strange and seeming graceful efficiency through the halls until he spots the unfortunate, overcaffeinated, overstressed...<br><br>"Doctor Cox.&nbsp; Good evening," Kafka says, giving the man another of his rare and unpleasant smiles.&nbsp; "Or should I say, busy evening?"<br><br>Then he goes for his own coffee...black, no sugar.<br><br>"Meterological mishaps make medical mischief.&nbsp; And how are the children doing tonight?"<br><br>He means the new residents and interns, but does Doctor Cox know this?
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				Post by: <strong>Sevenpercentsolution</strong> on <strong>20-06-2008, 19:13:11</strong>
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				Dr. Cox didn't even bother with the pretense of being pleasant, there was no twitch of a smile, in fact, there was only a twist to Cox's expression that made him first appear quizzical, and then annoyed as Kafka spoke.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>"Listen <em>Kafka</em>, I don't need your alliteration to know there's a bunch of smashed faces in the E.R," Cox said, matching Kafka's unpleasant smile with his own unpleasant tone, "There's gonna be another surge of them soon enough, and I'll i've got is a clown car worth of <em>newbies</em> who totter when they try to stand on their own two feet by themselves.&nbsp; Between that and trying to avoid being <em>'sneak hugged'</em> by a guy who can't get over the fact I'm not his <em>daddy</em>, I've barely got the time to <em>self-medicate</em> so I can continue to be the optimistic beacon of light - that we all know, and love."<br><br>He made a small noise, a little like a grunt, and then stepped his way around Kafka.
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				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>20-06-2008, 19:20:26</strong>
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				"In that case, Perry, make sure those infants fill out the paperwork correctly," Doctor Kafka answers dryly, sipping his coffee.&nbsp; "Ahhh, perfect..."
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				Post by: <strong>Trinity</strong> on <strong>21-06-2008, 22:29:34</strong>
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				Name: Elizabeth (Betsy) Davenport<br>Ht: 5’7” Wt: 115<br>Hair: Black Eyes: Brown<br>Age: 24<br>Position: Medical Resident<br>Voice: <br>Description:<br>Elizabeth is a beautiful half Japanese half English (Caucasian) girl in her mid 20’s. She has straight, long black hair that falls down to her lower back and pretty brown eyes. She wears black rimmed glasses and she often wares her hair half up and half down w/ a pair of hair sticks holding it in place. She’s got a nice, long, toned body and is rather busty. She also speaks w/ an English accent. When she’s not at the hospital she tends to dress nice, showing off just a touch more skin then is decent but she manages to pull it off and still look classy.<br><br>---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br><span class="bbc_u">Elizabeth</span><br><br>It had been a pretty rough night so far and everyone seemed to be more on edge then normal, Doctor Cox couldn't even come up w/ anything more then a growl for the Todd, which she could hear through the door. She had hoped to get past him before he came out the door, but unfortunately that wasn't the case as he opened his mouth to say something sexist she got a look of panic on her face and pointed past him. <strong>"Lookair!"</strong> Saying it so quickly it was almost one word, when he turned to look (since look air always works) she ducked around him and hurried off leaving him a bit more confused then normal.<br><br>Coming into Brandon's room she looked over her charts. <strong>"Sorry I didn't forget about you there, it's been a pretty harsh night, lots of accidents and we're pretty short staffed at the moment. So you've been having sharp headaches?"</strong> She spoke w/ a pronounced English accent.
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				Post by: <strong>Custos Morum</strong> on <strong>22-06-2008, 07:00:58</strong>
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				A small hatch opened from the ceiling in a dark room somewhere in the hospital. Jack laughed evilishly as he hit the floor and started to search for the archives. He stopped laughing pretty quickly. Dang.<br>What Jack saw when he looked around was not the office he'd plan to sneak into. The room were strewn with various mops, chemicals and plastic bags. This wasn't the archives, this wasn't an office either. This was a friggin janitors storage. A wide flora of curses flowed from the wannabe patient. He didn't reach back into the shafts either. HE had to swallow his pride.<br>From outside, the sound of small knockings came, then strong knocks, and after a while, full panic attack against the door of doom. 
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				Post by: <strong>HalfCircleMoon</strong> on <strong>22-06-2008, 08:10:54</strong>
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				Brandon looked up at the doctor who had approached his bed.&nbsp; She was stunning in the pale light of the hospital wing.&nbsp; Her long black hair was classily kept up, while her glasses framed her striking eyes.&nbsp; &nbsp;His eyes for a moment glanced over her body, noting how even in medical scrubs, she still managed to display herself in a sexy and classy manner.&nbsp; <br><br>"Yes...they come randomly."&nbsp; he said, sitting up in his bed a little.&nbsp; &nbsp;" Its terrible.&nbsp; It leaves my whole body feeling tense and sore for a few hours...just in time for them to hit again."&nbsp; &nbsp;He sighed, rubbing his temples with his fingers.&nbsp; &nbsp; "Any idea whats wrong with me doc?&nbsp; or how to find out?"
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				Post by: <strong>Trinity</strong> on <strong>22-06-2008, 21:41:09</strong>
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				<span class="bbc_u">Elizabeth</span><br><br><strong>"Well I'm not sure off hand, We'll have to run some tests first. Standard blood work I'll schedule you for an MRI, and I'll get you some pain killers so you can rest through the night. Does your family have a history of this sort of thing, and have you taken any blows to the head recently?</strong><br><br><br>((OOC: I don't know really anything about medicine here so I'm just guessing.))
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				Post by: <strong>HalfCircleMoon</strong> on <strong>23-06-2008, 00:09:22</strong>
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				He smiled up at her.&nbsp; &nbsp;Her english accent was a pleasure to listen to in his state of discomfort.&nbsp; &nbsp;Having spent a semester abroad, he tried to place where in england the accent came from.&nbsp; &nbsp;At this moment however, his head hurt too much for any major form of thought.<br><br>"Thank you, doctor." he said.&nbsp; "I wouldn't know about my family.&nbsp; I was adopted at a young age; I've never met my biological parents."&nbsp; Lying back in the bed again, resting his head on the pillow, he looked back up at her.&nbsp; "You're accent is very pretty by the way, may I ask which part of england you are from?"
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				Post by: <strong>Trinity</strong> on <strong>23-06-2008, 03:03:28</strong>
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				<span class="bbc_u">Elizabeth</span><br><br><strong>"Awww I'm sorry to hear that."</strong> [She says softly about the not knowing his parents part, and smiles when he said she had a pretty accent.] <strong>"Well thank you."</strong> [She pushes a stray hair out of her face and scribbles something down on a pad, tearing it off and flagging down a nurse and giving it to her, asking her to fill it for him.] <strong>"Well we moved around a lot, but most lately we lived in London, though I've been in the states for a few years now. I almost have to practice to keep it."</strong> [She gives him a smile.]
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				Post by: <strong>HalfCircleMoon</strong> on <strong>23-06-2008, 05:28:44</strong>
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				"I wouldn't ever notice," Brandon replied.&nbsp; &nbsp; "it sounds so natural.&nbsp; &nbsp; Its a very pretty accent."&nbsp; His face blushed a little, and was thankful that the dark room would hide it.&nbsp; &nbsp; "And thanks for the prescription, now I may finally be able to get som...AHHHH"<br><br>His head went to his head again, gripping his temples in agony as lightning pounded internally.&nbsp; &nbsp; "Its...its happening again!" he screamed through closed eyes.
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				Post by: <strong>Trinity</strong> on <strong>26-06-2008, 20:07:11</strong>
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				<span class="bbc_u">Elizabeth</span><br><br>She checks him over when the pain starts, shining a flashlight in his eyes and all of that sort of stuff when the nurse brings his prescription. <strong>"I'm going to need you to swallow these okay, it'll make you feel better."</strong> She leans in one hand high on his thigh and brings the pills up to his lip w/ a pair of long fingers and helps him take them, giving him a glass of water to help him swallow. Instead of making his pain go away, the pills have another effect making his cock spring to life and grow instantly, throbbingly, erect. Looking down she spots his huge members erectness and turns to the nurse blushing. <strong>"Uhm since when does morphine make men erect?"</strong> The nurse looks a bit shocked at Brandon's size having trouble taking her eyes off it. <strong>"It must have been a mix up in the pharmacy, gave him Viagra instead of morphine."</strong> Elizabeth looked back at Brandon his face still contorted in pain. <strong>"Well hurry and go get the right prescription!"</strong> The nurse hurries off leaving the pair of them alone (for now). <strong>"I'm really sorry about the screw up Brandon, I uhm"</strong> She bites down on her lower lip sexily eying his large manhood. <strong>"I can't stand seeing you in pain like this, and I promised I'd make you feel better."</strong> She says her voice growing more husky and her breathing starting to get faster, slowly she starts to tug his cover down, until she exposes his cock, which had already pushed free of his hospital gown. She looks up at him, then back down to his cock again, having never seen one so big before, slowly she reaches out and takes it in her hand, her long soft fingers working over his length. <strong>"And I'm going to."</strong>
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				Post by: <strong>HalfCircleMoon</strong> on <strong>29-06-2008, 08:36:29</strong>
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				His eyes opened wide as her hands reached for his throbing member.&nbsp; &nbsp;When he had heard the words "viagra" and "mixup" he was at first angry; viagra isn't what you want when you have a headache.&nbsp; &nbsp; But soon, his mind found something else to worry about, as her hands moved in.<br><br>"Wait..but.what if somebody sees us..." he began to say, before his voice got cut off with a groan that escaped from his lips.&nbsp; &nbsp; Her long and soft fingers were already skillfully working their magic.&nbsp; He watched her hands slowly tease his shaft, bringing him even harder.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;He himself was surprised at how quickly the viagra had taken its effect.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>He let out another moan, and quickly closed his mouth, looking from side to side.&nbsp; he wanted to keep quiet, but with her actions, it was becoming difficult.&nbsp; &nbsp; "Oh god," he whispered, throwing his head back into the pillow, and biting his lip to keep from making any more noise.&nbsp; &nbsp;But even through that, his muffled groans could be heard.
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				Post by: <strong>Trinity</strong> on <strong>29-06-2008, 19:50:54</strong>
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				<span class="bbc_u">Elizabeth</span><br><br>At first she had just planned on giving him a hand job since she felt really bad about the mix up, but as she stroked his throbbing length she felt herself growing more and more aroused. Before she knew it she was leaning in and flicking her tongue across the head of his cock. At the moment she was to turned on to think about someone catching them, though she wouldn't mind it if someone did, she just loved the idea of someone coming up behind her tugging her scrubs down around her ankles and putting her pretty little pussy through it's paces (man or woman) while she sucked Brandon's throbbing manhood. Soon her right hand slid down to the base of his cock squeezing it tightly (but not to tight) and her soft lips took the head of his cock into her mouth. Her tongue swirled around his head as she started to bob up and down on him, at first only taking a third of it into her mouth, but slowly working her way down until it was pushing against the back of her throat. She was going to need his help though to get all of it down her throat.
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				Post by: <strong>HalfCircleMoon</strong> on <strong>29-06-2008, 20:59:57</strong>
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				He stifled another moan as he felt her tongue flick over his member.&nbsp; &nbsp;He looked down at her, with eyes wide open, shocked that this was actually happening.&nbsp; Looking to the right and then left, he scanned to see if any other of the medical staff was passing by.&nbsp; &nbsp;But judging from the fact that she was his first doctor that had come to visit in hours, he as probably safe.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>When her lips finally descended over his head, he felt her tongue teasingly swirling around the tip.&nbsp; &nbsp;His hands gripped the sheets of the bed tightly as he tossed his head back and shut his eyes.&nbsp; Her head was bobbing, taking more and more of him into her with each stroke.&nbsp; &nbsp;As she leaned down on him, he could feel her breasts through her scrubs on his thighs, sensing how supple and voluptuous they were.&nbsp; <br><br>His hands moved to the back of her head, and began pushing her down gently.&nbsp; His fingers became intertwined in her silky and soft hair, as he added just enough pressure to push her down on him further.&nbsp; He felt his cock slide against the back of her throat, moving down even more.&nbsp; &nbsp; "Oh fuck," he groaned, feeling his whole shaft disappearing into her mouth.&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>Trinity</strong> on <strong>30-06-2008, 21:05:59</strong>
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				<span class="bbc_u">Elizabeth</span><br><br>I climbed up on the bed when I began sucking your cock, so that my knees were on the edge of the bed where I was bent over, as I felt your hands pushing down on the back of my head my hands went down to my scrub bottoms and started tugging them down until they were down around my knees, exposing my black and silver thong which framed my tight round ass nicely. My nipples grow nice and hard as my large perky breasts rub against your thighs.<br><br>I can't believe that I'm taking something so large down my throat, and it's my turn to grasp the covers as you push your huge cock all the way down my throat until my nose is pushing against your pelvis and my chin is pressing against your balls. I make the sexiest little gagging whimpering sounds as your cock chokes me, my throat stinging as you stretch it w/ your huge size, it spasming around your length the muscle action stroking your cock like a vibrating cock sleeve.<br><br>My eyes start to flutter as you hold me there on your cock for what seems like a blissful eternity, star bursts starting to go off in front of my eyes from lack of oxygen as your cock chokes me, yet I don't pull back amazed that I'm able to take your size down my throat, and not wanting to end your pleasure.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Scrubs</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>30-06-2008, 21:15:29</strong>
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				Coffee consumed: check.<br>Doctor Cox annoyed: check.<br>Veiled reference to the improperly filed paperwork that will be landing on his desk in the morning: check.<br><br>With a small, self-satisfied smirk, Doctor Kafka carefully deposits his now-empty cup in the Recycle bin, tucks his clipboard under one arm, and leaves the lounge to wander the hallways for a while.&nbsp; Perhaps one of the other doctors will give him an excuse to be...'friendly'.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Scrubs</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HalfCircleMoon</strong> on <strong>02-07-2008, 02:51:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He gasped as he held she held him in her mouth, his entire length buried in the tight wetness.&nbsp; &nbsp;He groaned as he felt her tongue continue to expertly move around his shaft.&nbsp; &nbsp;"Oh fuck.." he breathed, this time a little louder than before.&nbsp; &nbsp;All previous worries about being seen or being hear were beginning to vanish a little more, with each and every sucking motion.&nbsp; <br><br>Every woman gave a blowjob differently.&nbsp; &nbsp; Everyone had their own techniques, their styles.&nbsp; &nbsp;This doctor, was among the best.&nbsp; &nbsp;how she was able to keep from releasing, and still tease him with her eyes,he would never know.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;He held her there a bit longer, with his hands on her head holding here there, before releasing, and letting her decide.&nbsp; &nbsp; "Doctor.." he gasped through small moans, her lips still wrapped tightly around his shaft&nbsp; &nbsp; "I'm..I'm gonna cum if you keep that up."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Scrubs</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Trinity</strong> on <strong>02-07-2008, 20:56:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<span class="bbc_u">Elizabeth</span><br><br>I was torn, unsure of what I wanted to do. On one hand I very much wanted to drink every drop of your cum, but on the other hand my pussy was so very wet and it needed some attention and my fingers weren't enough on their own. At first I had only meant to suck your cock, but as I did it I became more and more aroused. The thought of being caught, doing it in such a public place w/ people around made my heart beat a mile a minute. I couldn't stand it anymore and had to have you inside me.<br><br>I pulled off of your cock saliva dripping from my lips as I reached down to pull my scrubs off, my breasts bouncing nicely as the top came off, then sliding off of the bed I kick off my shoes quickly and pull my pants the rest of the way off, leaving me in just my matching black and silver bra and thong. Then I slowly crawl up over you letting your wet cock slide down between my breasts and over my stomach until I'm sitting on your hips. <strong>"Please don't pull out of me for any reason Brandon."</strong> I say softly looking into your eyes as I slide my thong to the side and raise up to take you inside of me.<br><br>Even though my pussy is soaking wet it's slow going and I have to struggle to fit you inside of my tight little pussy. <strong>"Oh god so big"</strong> I moan as you feel your cock stretching me as your huge member pushes deeper and deeper into me until finally I take you to the hilt. <strong>"I did it, I got it all in"</strong> I say proudly my eyes glazed over w/ lust.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Scrubs</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HalfCircleMoon</strong> on <strong>03-07-2008, 02:55:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brandon can barely hold back the intensity of his moan, as he feels her tight pussy slowly expand to accept him into her.&nbsp; &nbsp;It was painstaking and excruciating ectasy as she slowly descended over his shaft.&nbsp; &nbsp;His hands started at her thighs, rubbing them as lowered herself.&nbsp; &nbsp;By the time he was completely inside her, they had slid up her body, and had cupped her breasts. <br><br>He felt her begin to move on top of him, and he moved his hips against her in response, trying even harder to hold back his moans now.&nbsp; &nbsp; his hands caressed her breasts as the moved with each of her motions, his fingers quickly finding the nipples and pinching them gently.&nbsp; &nbsp; Keeping direct eye contact with her, he managed to speak through gasps of pleasure <br><br>"please doctor...don't stop."<br>&nbsp;
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Scrubs</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrazEGrl</strong> on <strong>03-07-2008, 05:49:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Braidy<br><br>While I was making my rounds around the hospital and trying to find something to do and get rid of my board em, I found myself thinking about how hot some of the other doctors would look if they were naked. But what really confused me was I was thinking about the female doctors and nurses more then the males. I haven't been at the hospital for long so I really don't know any of the patients. While I was walking the halls in what seemed like a unused wing of the hospital I heard a couple of noises from patients rooms. I looked down at my clip board and found the wing I was in and noticed that only four patients were staying in this wing. I checked on three of them to make sure they were all doing ok and then I came to the last room and I could hear faint noises coming from inside the room. I slowly opened the door and peeked my head in the room and asked,<br><br><em>"Is everything ok?"</em><br><br>I asked as opened my eyes and looked into the room...........<br><br>*clipboard falls to ground and makes noise*<br><br>What I saw was a nurse on top of a patient and she was one of the hot nurses to and with out even knowing it I found my hand already under my scrubs rubbing my pantie less pussy. I couldn't move I was in so much shock but I could move every body part except my legs, my legs where still in shock you could say but now I found myself foundling one of my breasts under my top and my other hand playing with my pussy under my scrubs. I was stuck in that spot I couldn't even stop pleasuring myself I was so shocked. <br><br>I was now starting to get wet and some of my pussy juices were dripping onto my scrubs and I didn't want it to look like I peed my scrubs so I dropped them down to my ankles and assumed the same position as before where I was barely bent over foundling myself and playing with my wet and horny pussy but now it was very noticeable. <br><br>Then I realized I never moved out of the doorway so I was standing in the doorway with my scrubs at my ankles and playing with my pussy and one of my breasts for anyone that walked down the hall to see. Knowing that I forced myself to move in the room a little to where the door could close behind me.<br><br>I stopped foundling myself but I didn't stop playing with my pussy but with my free hand I reached it out and started grabbing and rubbing and even playing with the nurses ass while her pussy was being fucked by a patient. I couldn't say anything I was to caught up in my pleasure and not wanting the two to stop either.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Scrubs</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Trinity</strong> on <strong>03-07-2008, 21:42:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<span class="bbc_u">Elizabeth</span> (She's a doctor :) )<br><br><strong>"I won't stop Brandon I promise. Whatever you do don't pull out, you can cum inside of me."</strong> I whisper softly riding your huge cock in long deep motions, my juices soaking your cock and making a nice wet slapping noise as your balls slap against my ass. I'm barely able to keep from screaming, my moans growing louder and louder. My tight pussy squeezing around your cock like a silken vice, squeezing and releasing in time w/ our motions.<br><br>Hearing Braidy's voice and the clip board clattering to the floor my eyes went wide and I turned to look, looking embarrassed at being caught, though I didn't stop riding his cock since I promised I wouldn't. I was surprised when she pulled down her scrubs and started masturbating while watching us, I didn't think I could be more turned on at the moment but she brought things to another level. Then I felt her touching me, her long fingers working over my ass, it was to much and I cried out, quickly bringing a hand up to my mouth to stifle it but part of it still got out. I'd have never been touched sexually by another woman before and it was an amazing feeling. I reach down and put my left hand lightly behind Braidy's neck wanting very much to kiss her. <strong>"Oh god I I'm go gonna cum!"</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Scrubs</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrazEGrl</strong> on <strong>03-07-2008, 23:24:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As I see Dr. Elizabeth still riding the patients cock and looking at me it just makes me wetter and then I see her about to scream out in pleasure and I stop what I'm doing and quickly move over to her side. To keep both the patient and the doctor quiet I got up on the bed and placed my pussy and ass on the patients face and I placed my lips over the doctors and started making out with her. The longer I made out with the doctor I found myself wanting more so i took one hand and started playing with one of her breasts and then playing with the nipple. With my other hand I moved it down and started rubbing the doctors pussy as it was being fucked by the patients hard cock. As all this is going on I keep getting wetter and my wet juices fall on the patients face and drip off his face but if I was going to cum I would need a lot more than this.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Scrubs</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>04-07-2008, 04:21:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Passing a closed door (nothing suspicious here...), Doctor Kafka pauses at the unusual noises coming from the room beyond.<br><br>Frowing in puzzlement, he knocks.<br><br>"Everything okay in there?"<br><br>...and frowns even more.&nbsp; This is a hospital, yes?&nbsp; And he's a doctor.&nbsp; And strange noises are usually a Bad Thing.<br><br>So he tries the doorknob...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Scrubs</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrazEGrl</strong> on <strong>04-07-2008, 04:37:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I jumped when I heard the door knob move and without even thinking I jump off the bed still bottomless and run over to the door and push it closed.<br><br><em>"Uhhh everything is ok in here doctor nothing wrong here. Why would you think that? Well you better be off you got other patients and rooms to check on don't you?"</em><br><br>I said to the doctor on the other said as my pussy is dripping on the floor. I then turn around and walk back over to the bed.<br><br><em>" So now where were we?"</em><br><br>I try to say in a convincing voice before I get back on top of the patient and sit on his face but instead of making out with Dr. Elizabeth I start sucking on her perfect breasts.<br><br><em>"Now you have to be quiet so you don't draw any more attention ok sir."</em> <br><br>I said trying to make the other doctor go away if they hadn't already.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Scrubs</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>04-07-2008, 04:48:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The door, suddenly shoved closed, is a unwelcome bit of unusual.<br><br>"Right," Kafka frowned...and went on his way, shaking his head.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Scrubs</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Custos Morum</strong> on <strong>04-07-2008, 13:05:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"But mister paperbag, why do you hate mister plasticbag so much huh?"<br>Jack looked at the bags.&nbsp; Why was they fghtinm rignt now, in this urgency?<br>"Guys, guys, I need your help, don't go arguing like this. I need you to open a portal to a paralel dimension. Can you do that?"<br>They remained silent.<br>"Ah come on now! I want some spirit here!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Scrubs</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HalfCircleMoon</strong> on <strong>05-07-2008, 17:07:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The doorknob sent him into a panic.&nbsp; &nbsp;What would happen if someone walked in?&nbsp; &nbsp;This sure wasn't what he was supposed to be treated for.&nbsp; &nbsp;A look into the doctor's face who was astride his cock, told him to keep quiet.&nbsp; <br><br><em><strong>"Uhhh everything is ok in here doctor nothing wrong here. Why would you think that? Well you better be off you got other patients and rooms to check on don't you?</strong></em><br><br>it seemed to work, and he heard the footseps out the door grow dimmer.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br><br><em><strong>"so now where were we?"</strong></em><br><br>Before he could answer, she had covered his face with her pussy again.&nbsp; Lips wrapped around her sex as his tongue invaded the her wet hotness.&nbsp; &nbsp;He couldn't see anything now, but could feel the other doctor begin&nbsp; to ride his cock again.&nbsp; &nbsp;Her tight pussy grippd his shaft to ectasy as she slid up and down.&nbsp; He could only begin to imagine what they were doing to each other.<br><br>She had told him to be quiet, but it was becoming more and more difficult.&nbsp; &nbsp;Luckily, most of his moans were muffled by her pussy, as he was being brought closer ad closer to the edge.&nbsp; &nbsp;Wanting to send her there too, he reached his arms around her thighs, and found her clit.&nbsp; &nbsp;Taking his tumb, he began rubbing it in circles, wile the other hand held her in place by the thigh.&nbsp; <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Scrubs</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Trinity</strong> on <strong>06-07-2008, 20:24:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				((To MadPanda: If you'd like to watch or join in feel free :) though if we'd get y'know fired or disciplinary action taken against us please don't hehe (though I don't mind if you held it over Betsy's head to make her have sex w/ him ;) ))<br><br><strong>"Oh god yes fuck me!"</strong> My moans grow louder and louder as I ride on his cock, my pussy so tight around him I could feel every ridge and vein. My left hand moves out and goes lightly around her neck holding her softly against my breasts as her pretty lips and tongue work over my achingly errect nipples, my tits bounce against her face as I ride up and down on his throbbing hard erection. <strong>"Oh god your lips feel so good girl!"</strong> I say needingly to her, your touch driving me wild.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Scrubs</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrazEGrl</strong> on <strong>06-07-2008, 20:39:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I took off my top and started to nibble on Elizabeth's nipples as she moaned o so loud. I then moved one of my hands down to her pussy and rubbed it in circles as she was was getting her pussy fucked.<br><br><em>"Why don't you let him fuck your ass doctor?"</em> <br><br>I said as I got more excited.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Scrubs</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HalfCircleMoon</strong> on <strong>07-07-2008, 00:15:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He moaned as he heard the words "Fuck in the ass" come from the woman above him.&nbsp; &nbsp;His low groan of pleasure was once again muffled by her pussy, but reflected in how his cock twitched even more, as his doctor continued to ride him.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>He himself, had actually never done anal intercourse.&nbsp; &nbsp; It was something he had wanted to try always, but previous girlfriends had always been reluctant.&nbsp; &nbsp; The thought of experiencing it now with these two almost complete strangers was sending him to new levels of arousal.&nbsp; As he continued to lick and suck, he waited to hear his doctor's response. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Scrubs</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrazEGrl</strong> on <strong>07-07-2008, 01:01:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I looked at the doctor and I just couldn't take it anymore i needed something inside me and it was going to be this patient. <br><br><em>"I'm sorry doctor but you've had long enough now it's my turn."</em><br><br>I said as I grabbed the patients cock and pulled it out of the doctor as she was at the top of it. I then moved myself down to his cock and thought.<br><br><em>Pussy or Ass.....Pussy or Ass....? Ass it is.</em><br><br>I decided I was going to let this patient fuck my my ass.<br><br><em>" You ready for this big boy?"</em><br><br>I said as i turned my body to face him and guided his cock to my asshole and let him enter me. Without meaning to I let out a loud pleasurable scream and then covered my mouth.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Scrubs</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HalfCircleMoon</strong> on <strong>07-07-2008, 02:27:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He moaned loudly, his own cries of pleasure mixing with hers as his cock entered her ass.&nbsp; It was so different than fucking a pussy.&nbsp; &nbsp;The new sensations, the tightness, and the fact that it was a complete stranger, who's face he was really only seeing now for the first time, all turned him on even more.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>"Oh god," he groaned, as his hands grabbed the side of the bed, trying to control himself.&nbsp; &nbsp;"That feels...a..amazing" he managed to get out through ragged moans and heavy breaths.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Scrubs</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Trinity</strong> on <strong>07-07-2008, 19:48:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<span class="bbc_u">Elizabeth</span><br><br>She looks at you rather incredulously as you push her off his cock just as she was going to cum. "Okaaaaay." She shakes her head and climbs out of bed looking for her clothes as another time having sex comes to a typical anti climatic conclusion. She hurries up and pulls on her pants and top, then looks for her shoes, having to climb under the bed to find one of them.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Scrubs</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Trinity</strong> on <strong>10-07-2008, 07:51:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<span class="bbc_u">Elizabeth</span><br><br>She pulls on her shoes and goes to head off the nurse who was going to be coming back w/ Brandon's pills.<br><br>((OOC: feel free to keep going))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Scrubs</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>10-07-2008, 17:13:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Poor Elizabeth does not get far before she hears the ominous tone of someone clearing his throat behind her.<br><br>"<em>There</em> you are," Doctor Kafka said in a perfectly sepulchral tone.&nbsp; "When you have a few moments, Doctor Cox would probably like you to drop by my office to discuss certain irregularities in last week's paperwork."<br><br>He raised one eyebrow.<br><br>"You <em>do</em> have the time to attend to important and official business, I hope?&nbsp; I would hate to report to Doctor Cox that staff were failing to exercise due dilligence."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Scrubs</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Trinity</strong> on <strong>10-07-2008, 21:51:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<span class="bbc_u">Elizabeth</span><br><br>My eyes go a bit wide when I hear him, and I slowly turns to face him, looking more then a bit disheveled and he can practically smell the sex on me. I blush hoping that he doesn't realize what was up. <strong>"O Of course Doctor, I uhm I've got a minute right now actually."</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Scrubs</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>10-07-2008, 22:01:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Doctor Kafka narrowed his eyes and pursed his lips.<br><br>"Very well.&nbsp; This way, please."<br><br>He stalked off toward the elevators, studying a list on his clipboard.<br><br>"How long have you been here, again?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Scrubs</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Trinity</strong> on <strong>12-07-2008, 20:34:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<span class="bbc_u">Elizabeth</span><br><br>I follows after him nervously hoping he doesn't catch the scent of sex on me. <strong>"About three months."</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Scrubs</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>12-07-2008, 20:37:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Three months.&nbsp; I see."<br><br>Kafka nodded, made a note on his clipboard.<br><br>"And in those three months has Doctor Cox ever taken the care and time to explain to you the intricacies of paperwork?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Scrubs</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Trinity</strong> on <strong>13-07-2008, 08:48:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<span class="bbc_u">Elizabeth</span><br><br>"Uhm a little bit." She says nervously not really knowing what this is about, but also not wanting to get anyone in trouble either. She wondered idly if the nurse had walked back in on Brandon and Braidy yet, wondering if she'd get involved as well. It must be something about that room that turns people into sex starved maniacs hehe.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Scrubs</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>13-07-2008, 15:42:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmm-hmm.&nbsp; Well, that explains much."<br><br>The elevator arrived and Doctor Kafka stepped in, not glancing back to see if she followed.<br><br>'In my experience, which is long and multifaceted, there are many reasons for irregularities in paperwork.&nbsp; The most common of which is of course simple ignorance due to incomplete training.&nbsp; Doctor Cox is not known for his care and diligence in these matters..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Scrubs</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Trinity</strong> on <strong>16-07-2008, 09:19:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<span class="bbc_u">Elizabeth</span><br><br><strong>"Uhm okay, so uh whats this about exactly?"</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Scrubs</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>16-07-2008, 14:53:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"This is about the second most important element in any properly running hospital."<br><br>Doctor Kafka pulled himself proudly up to his full height.<br><br>"Correct paperwork.&nbsp; Unfortunately, Doctor Cox has not seen fit to establish certain rules with his minions, leaving more work for me.&nbsp; And now, I am going to pass some of that undue burden back to one of the people responsible.&nbsp; Namely you."<br><br>He gives her a piercing glance.<br><br>"And if by some chance you end up here for any length of time, you will no doubt remember and pass the lesson on to your subordinates in turn, yes?"<br><br>One charcoal eyebrow lifts.<br><br>"Ahh.&nbsp; When we are finished, remind me to speak to the janitor.&nbsp; Someone must have been indulging in the elevator.&nbsp; Again."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Scrubs</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Trinity</strong> on <strong>17-07-2008, 08:24:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<span class="bbc_u">Elizabeth</span><br><br>She groans inwardly at this but doesn't say anything she only nods thinking how wonderful a night of paperwork would be. <em>I should have just stayed and watched...</em> She thinks to herself.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Scrubs</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>22-07-2008, 18:23:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It did not take long for the two to reach Doctor Kafka's office...and Elizabeth immediately notices (besides the sterile neatness of everything in this room) the pile of paperwork centered on the desk.<br><br>"Have a seat," Doctor Kafka said, indicating an uncomfortable looking hard wooden chair facing his desk.&nbsp; He stepped around and sat in the leather executive chair behind it, steepled his fingers, and gave her a stern look over the top of his hands.<br><br>"I am not an unjust man.&nbsp; You are only required to correct your own errors.&nbsp; And most of Doctor Cox's, since he refuses to perform due dilligence.&nbsp; As you are not the only one of his little proteges to err, you need only do a proportional fraction of his.&nbsp; Does that sound fair and equitable?"<br><br>He picked up the first section of file folders, a pile almost two inches thick, and held it out to her.<br><br>"Start with these."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Scrubs</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Trinity</strong> on <strong>22-07-2008, 21:18:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<span class="bbc_u">Elizabeth</span><br><br>My jaw drops a bit and my eyes widen at the site of the huge stack. "You have got to be kidding."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Scrubs</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>22-07-2008, 21:21:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Do I look like a man with a sense of humor?"<br><br>Kafka raised one skeptical eyebrow.<br><br>"<em>Do</em> get started, or we'll be in here all night."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Scrubs</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrazEGrl</strong> on <strong>26-07-2008, 04:34:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				*Beep Beep Beep* *Beep Beep Beep*<br><br>I hear my dam pager go off and really don't want to leave but if I stay I will probably get caught doing this and then I will also get in trouble for ignoring my pager<br><br>Dam pager!<br><br>I said as I got off of the patients rock hard cock that I so badly still wanted in my ass. I pulled my scrubs up and made sure I was good before I left.<br><br>Sorry buddy but I can't risk getting caught. Maybe I'll come back later.<br><br>I left the room and shut the door behind me and made my way down to Dr. Kafka's office and knocked on the door and waited for a answer.<br><br>(door opens)<br><br>You paged me sir what is it that you need I was just about to cum...down here to your office to see if you needed any help right before you paged me <br><br>I said as I then saw Doctor Elizabeth sitting in the room, I looked over at her and put a hand over the side of my face so Dr. Kafka couldn't see what I was doing and I mouthed the words<br><br><em>He doesn't know???</em> <br><br>I mouthed to the female doctor while I was still awaiting for a reply from Dr. Kafka
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Scrubs</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>26-07-2008, 16:13:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kafka blinked.<br><br>"I did not page you just now,' he frowned.&nbsp; "And...are you having <em>sexual relations</em> while on duty?"<br><br>Ooooo, that's not a good tone!<br><br>"Well, since you're here...sit down and be quiet while I ponder the possible reasons why someone would page you with my office number.&nbsp; Although I should imagine it's Doctor Cox seeking to distract me from his many recent errors."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Scrubs</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrazEGrl</strong> on <strong>26-07-2008, 18:43:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I walked into Dr.Kafka's office confused and sat down and I looked at him.<br><br>Doctor why would you think they of course I'm not doing that, that's just crazy.<br><br>I said lieing through my teeth
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Scrubs</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>26-07-2008, 18:45:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Doctor Kafka rubbed the bridge of his nose.<br><br>"Perhaps I have misunderstood your comment, just moments ago, that I paged you just as you were about to, and I quote, cum, unquote."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Scrubs</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrazEGrl</strong> on <strong>26-07-2008, 19:03:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Doctor your a really smart man and you would know what I ment by what I said when I would come down here to see you and anyways doctor if I were to ever have sexual relations at work it would be with you.<br><br>I said still lieing out of my teeth it would actually probably be with Dr.Cox, Dr.Elizabeth or one of the other hot residents
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Scrubs</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>26-07-2008, 19:11:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Doctor Kafka looked, if not embarrassed, extremely puzzled.<br><br>"Are you propositioning me?&nbsp; That would seem to be most peculiar."<br><br>He glanced at Elizabeth.<br><br>"If I am not mistaken, she is...what is the expression?&nbsp; Throwing herself in my general direction with carnal intent.&nbsp; Does this not seem a little irregular to you?"<br><br><em>This, in his long experience, is something that only happens to&nbsp; younger, better looking, and less intelligent men with shallow personalities and silly senses of humor.&nbsp; He knows only too well that on any list of all the things that tend to drive young women mad with lust, he is somewhere toward the bottom.&nbsp; And so, rather than expressing the wild enthusiasm one might expect, he is instead left wondering...which, alas, can be easily misunderstood as disinterest.</em><br><br>"One might as well ask the two of you to make out in my presence," he murmured.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Scrubs</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrazEGrl</strong> on <strong>26-07-2008, 19:20:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When heard his last few words a smile came on my face and when I noticed it it was gone. A chance to make out and be able to grope Dr. Elizabeth what a dream. I got up out of my chair and walked over behind Dr.Kafka and stood behind him. <br><br>So are you saying you like lesbians Doctor?<br><br>I said as I grabbed his ass and then walked over and sat next to Dr.Elizabeth.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Scrubs</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>26-07-2008, 19:21:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kafka blinked.&nbsp; This...was definitely not happening...was it?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Scrubs</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrazEGrl</strong> on <strong>26-07-2008, 20:12:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I looked over at the confused Doctor and a grin came onto my face.<br><br>O yes doctor this is real this is not a really naughty and sexy dream you are having this is really real.<br><br>I said with a giggle as I looked at Dr.Elizabeth
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Scrubs</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>26-07-2008, 20:13:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				And thus, Doctor Kafka spoke the words that would haunt him for a very, very long time:<br><br>"Prove it."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Scrubs</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CrazEGrl</strong> on <strong>26-07-2008, 21:32:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I was surprised when Dr. Kafka told me or us to prove it but if this was the way to keep myself out of trouble and the I would take it. This was the best thing to happen to me so I turned to face Dr.Elizabeth and dove right into the kiss and went the full 100% of the way and as I started to kiss her one of my hands went around and held the back off Dr.Elizabeths head. As I got more into the kiss I more started to french her more then just casual kiss her and I found my hands starting to feel her up right there infront of the doctor and I didn't even know if she wanted this but I sure did so I didn't stop.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Scrubs</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Trinity</strong> on <strong>31-07-2008, 20:41:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<span class="bbc_u">Elizabeth</span><br><br>I was blushing fiercely at the banter between the two of them extremely worried about getting fired at the moment. When you turned to me I kind of looked like a deer in the headlights, my hands had been sitting in my lap and when you sat on me, you pinned my hands down tightly against our pussies. Before I knew what was happening your tongue was pressed into my mouth wrestling w/ my own tongue as you forced yourself on me, there wasn't anything I could do but be used by you for you pleasures as you proved your ownership of me. Soft whimpers of pleasure spilled past my lips as you took what you wanted from the submissive girl beneath you.
			</dd>
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