At the hospital
A couple of years back, I was at the hospital. Even though it wasn't anything life-threatening, I still stayed there for a couple of days. During these days, nurses and doctors each made their rounds on their own schedules. But let me focus on the nurses.
There was this nurse that came multiple times per dar, almost every day to my room. I thought she was very pretty, with a nice body and curves in the right places. She was always very upbeat, almost flirty if you ask me. The first time she came to my room she was doing her routine and taking notes in her board, when she dropped her pen. She turned back at me and bent down from the waist. Her white pants became see through when pressed hard against her buttocks, allowing me to see that she was wearing white, fully lace, bikini style panties. What a great view! After that, she reminded me to call her if I needed anything. I'm pretty sure she emphasized "anything". These words were repeated every time she came to my room. Alas, I never asked for anything, but I'll always wonder "what if...".
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