Excerpt for adults only: “Oh. Well, it’s not uncommon,” said the doctor, “is there anything I can do to put you at ease?” Sally’s mind flooded with what had to be just about every dirty thought she’d had in her life. “Well… There is one thing. Maybe.” “Name it.” It was now or never. She leaned forward a little, braced on one arm. The paper gown slipped off one shoulder, a little- just enough to show a bit of skin. “It’s a little cold in here. Think you could… Warm me up?” He blinked at her. “Ms. Foster,” he said slowly, “I think that would be a breach of professionalism.” “Sally,” she insisted. He still hadn’t let go of her wrist. It made her bolder. “And you know what? F**k professionalism.” “I couldn’t possibly sleep with you. I took an oath, you know.” She frowned, hard, and his thumb stroked a little circle on the underside of her wrist. “But,” he conceded, “I suppose I could just give you a very… Thorough examination.” Anticipation fluttered in her belly. She licked her lips. God, yes. “Be my guest.”
