Omigod wanna see him wanna see him wanna smell him nnngh but nooooo haha you’ll do something stupid
Omigod wanna see him wanna see him wanna smell him nnngh but nooooo haha you’ll do something stupid MissyMelissa Monroe, Office Manager at Far Horizons Medical Associates, sat at her desk, trying not to squirm in her chair. All day since being with him this morning in the breakroom she’d been struggling, struggling to focus, struggling to keep her mind off of him and just how little and vulnerable he was. And Omigod when I was in the exam room with him?!? And holding the little tiny old man…what it felt like to…think…NNNGH. It was taking all her self control to not just march down the hallway in her highest heels and-But she’d gotten a call from Abby; all the applications were waiting but she really should attend to the one from Karen - the Nurse Estha…Aestat…Ass-the-tissh-inn.. - the Nurse who made girls pretty. She needed an answer from him on this one soon. Like, right away. Evolution was getting impatient, and she didn’t want her friend to get in trouble.I’ll just text him…The Geriatrician sat at his desk as the pictures and videos of the woman he was being asked to hire began to come through. He’d seen them before, but groaned anew. For whatever reason Melissa was dead-set on getting her onboard, credentialed, seeing patients, all that. Why did they need her?? Which of his old lady patients were going to be looking for botox or facial peels?? Yes, her salary and all the equipment she’d require was going to be supplied by the Lean In grant, and she might be an unlikely but welcome source of income. And good god her tits, that smile. He should look at her resume……Wait what??? ...I’ll have to ask Abby, cus that’s a good question… =============================================== -- source link