"Uh ... Roshumba? The door?"
Steel felt unnerved in a different way than before. With Larissa and Siobhan, it had been clear from the outset that perhaps they had a little too much sex on the brain. But Roshumba seemed different, a genuine innocent, and so Steel was even more impressed this time as, while his erection poked forward and finally rose freely from the folds of his primitive toga of sheet, Roshumba's eyes and smile brightened and widened.
"Lord have mercy!" Her voice was rising almost to a softened squeal.
"I'm ... sorry about this, Roshumba. The door? Please?"
Still grinning and gazing down, she slowly shook her head. "I don't think Dr. Luckey would let you leave like this! I'd better check with her ... "
Steel took one step back as Roshumba approached him, her happy gaze still impolitely riveted to his lower body. "We can't see Dr. Luckey. Dr. Luckey is a bit crazy. You've got to get me away from her. She's not professional, like you. She had sex with me."
Roshumba sighed, and she looked even more amazed -- not to mention pleased. "Dr. Luckey had sex with you? Mmm! Imagine!" She put away the keys and drew even closer. "She must have had her reasons, Dan. Wow ... what a man you are. Dan the Man! I hope you don't mind my doing this, Dan, but I've never seen one like this -- I've got to check it out!"
Steel gulped as she grasped his shaft. From Dr. Luckey to Nurse Lockup, he joked desperately to himself. |