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Part 1 of the evil nurse
There I was, laying in a hospital room in Atlanta. I remembered the accident
... the flashing lights of the ambulance and police cars. The pain as they pulled me from the wreckage of my Prius ... the complaints about the lack of any ID, and my complete inability to move or speak. I remembered hearing about this condition before.. Locked In Syndrome they called it ... .on one of those boring medical shows you watch at 2am when nothing else is on. Completely aware of the world around you, able to see ... to think ... all your senses work but you're trapped. Paralysis in it's most complete form. I was completely terrified, and I couldn't even cry. The first thing I noticed about her was her light vanilla perfume. Her name was Audry, and she was my extended care nurse. She would bathe me, check on my IV, talk with other nurses and doctors about my state. They had all concluded quite wrongly that I was in a coma. Not so, as I've already explained. As such, they spoke as though I was not there. Cruel at times. How's The Veg doing? The stiff still with us? Things like that. Other times the nurses would have their woman to woman relationship talks while making up my bed, sponge bathing me, changing my IV and what not. At this point my muscles have atrophied to the point I'd not be able to move even if I recovered. My sadness was peaking, I have to say. No control over anything, scared, in an unknown place, with people treating me like an object. "My god he's so bone skinny isn't he?" said Audry to her colleague. It was true. Even before the accident I was a scant 160lbs at 5'11" tall. Now ... weeks upon end with just IV drippings ... .I had to be 115-120. Just rags of flesh over a brittle skeleton. One afternoon, around 1pm Audry came into my room with her lunch. Some kind of birthday party was happening at the nurse's station that I could tell she didn't want to be part of. She brought the sponge bathing stuff with her as well and closed the door, sitting at my bedside, and began to stuff herself silly with egg salad sandwiches, what looked like onion soup and a really large carton of chocolate milk. Man, could she pack it away! She wasn't skinny at all mind you, nor was she fat. She had a nice curvy figure and was about my height. I'd put her at maybe 170lbs. I must say, with that pretty face and body she'd not be kicked out of any sane man's bed! In any event, after she finished her lunch she proceeded to do the sponge bath, though haphazardly and in a hurried fashion. Then she left to do her rounds. About 3 hours later I was awoken from whatever you'd call my kind of sleep in my condition, by Audry coming into the room. A lot heavier steps than usual, pushing things out of her way aggressively, roughly checking my IV, pushing me around as she changed my bed in a fashion that I'm sure would have gotten her fired had anyone been watching. When she was finished, my head had been whacked off the bedrail several times, and I was in a lot of pain. She made her way over to the door, and closed it over as if she was going to bathe me, but she'd already done that today. Odd ... She approached my bedside staring down at me with a scowl. She had a couple of tears streaming down her face, and she sat down on the visitors chair, half doubled over with her face in her hands. "That sexist fucker Drake thinks he can put his hands on anyone he wants and get away with it! If I didn't have a 5 year old ... .I'd fucking leave!" So ... the story becomes more clear. Doctor William Drake was the attending physician on this floor. Must've rubbed poor Audry the wrong way. It sure had her upset ... I could tell because as she sobbed, I could hear her stomach grumble and boil, and she cursed it a few times as she continued mumbling about Drake. "All men are the fucking same. But you ... .you useless shit. What are you staring at? Why are your fucking eyes always half open anyway?" She put her long straight auburn hair up in a ponytail as she spoke, and stood up next to the bed. She locked the door to the room with the deadbolt, and climbed up onto the bed. She straddled my head, facing my feet. I could see up her white skirt to the curve of her amazing bottom, and the thin cotton panties covering it. Slowly she squatted down over my head, and I could feel the sting of the fabric pressing against my face. She positioned herself so that my nose slid into the valley of her buttcrack. It smelled very musky down there, and I was getting scared. Did she plan to suffocate me? God help me! What was she doing? |
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