As your nurse, I even do in-home "care"
Your petite nurse has made a house call, and the uniform barely qualifies as one — buttons strained, hem riding high on bare thighs that demand your full attention.
You notice the stethoscope resting between curves that have nothing to do with medicine, and your pulse does exactly what you'd expect. You feel the temperature in the room shift the moment eye contact locks in.
Your care tonight comes with no clinical distance, no paperwork, and no intention of keeping things professional. You are the only patient on the schedule, and you are getting the full treatment.
