Good morning, doctor Stilo.
I heard you wanted to see me. Actually, just wanted to see your lovely face. But
now that you're here, you can fill me in on the goings on.
Okay.
Well,
this morning, I was giving mister Johnson his morning handjob when I overheard
nurse Avalon
talking about hooking up with doctor Sullivan, which I found to be very interesting because
I know that he has a girlfriend that works in the lab and also a wife who doesn't know about either of them. Good god.
Can you believe a trauma surgeon acting so unethically?
Someone should tell the regents about this.
You
you do know there are
rumors about you too, doctor Steele. I mean, the nurses do talk. Mr. Awe. Well, that simple, nurse Parker.
Those aren't rumors. I'm unabashedly a serial philanderer.
But
I am only a podiatrist.
I don't hold the lives of my patients in my hands,
just their feet.
Well,
that's that's true. Feet are very important.
I mean, without them,
what's the point of living?
Oh, yes.
The existential question that has haunted humanity for centuries.
Well, what else has been going on?
I also brought those insurance documents for you to sign.
There you go.
You know, nurse Parker, you could make your rounds over to my place this evening. My wife is out of town until Friday.
So
the rumors are true.
Yeah.
I literally told you that, like, forty five seconds ago.
Well, I'll need your address. Great.
I can't wait to tickle your lateral border and stick those phalanges in my mouth.
Foot porn is hot, doctor Steele. I'll see you later. Indeed.
Doctor. Steele,
a commended podiatrist.
Told you I was gonna see your lateral bridges.
There's Parker.
Yeah.
Oh,
fuck.
Oh,
shit.
Yes.
Oh my god.
Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.
Fuck.
Oh, yes.
Yes.
Yeah.
Yes.
Yeah.
Oh, yes, doctor Steele.
Oh
god. Oh god. Oh god.
Oh,
shit.
Oh, shit.
Yeah.
Yes.
Yes. Yes. Yes.
Fuck.
Alright.
Yeah.
Oh, yes.
Oh, fuck.
Oh,
shit.
Oh
my god.
Yummy.
Yes, doctor Steele. Give
it to me.
Tell me. I want it. I want your car. Mhmm. Mhmm.
Yes. Just fucking pop it off all over.
Yes.
Oh, yeah, baby.