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Kiddogarcia. please take this one hold body small.



“Hurry up…we’re gonna be late!” Richard said.

“I’m coming,” replied Avery. She managed to slip on her shoes and they rushed out of the room. They had fallen back asleep after their delicious and intense love-making, only for him to wake up hours later to realize it was almost ten o’clock.

They returned the key to the receptionist, who smiled at them suspiciously. They managed to get a taxi who was just dropping off a passenger. They both sat at the back in awkward silence as the driver took them to their destination, thinking of what had happened. Richard had not expected himself to have taken one of his co-workers, a nurse for that matter, to bed. What had gone through him? Had he become so…sexually starved? He knew it wasn’t the sex. He had enough of that with Eliza, but it was just that…sex. There was no emotional connection. He realized he just viewed her as someone who he could relieve his sexual frustrations with since he could no longer have sex with Athena, his ex-wife.

Avery though, seemed to be a different matter. He realized he did feel a kind of bond with her. Is that why he was feeling guilty all of a sudden? Like he took away her purity, her innocence, her “looking-up-to-him-for guidance”. He felt he had made love to someone who trusted him whole heartedly. He felt he had betrayed that trust.
But how did they end up in bed in the first place? All he could recollect was their drinking. He turned his head to Avery. She was staring out the car window. How did it happen Avery? How had they ended up naked together? He forced his mind to think, and slowly, the events of the previous night began to return…

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Richard wrapped an arm around Avery as they both staggered out the bar into the crowded street. There were still quite a number of people around for that time of the night. The fresh air cleared his head a bit.

“I’m not drunk,” Avery mumbled, swaying a bit on her feet, “I, Avery Johnson, am still very sober!”

Richard sighed. “You can’t make it home like this,” he said. He still felt the effects of the several drinks he had, “can you make it back home like this? It’s almost midnight.”

“Home?” she asked. The air was beginning to clear her head a bit. “My house is in the outskirts of town. It’ll take me almost an hour to get home…and I’ll have to wake up by five to get ready for work.”

“You wouldn’t have had enough rest…you can’t work in such a state.”

“That’s why I feel so nervous…and I cannot take the day off.”

She turned to him in mock anger. “It’s all your fault!”

“Hey! You were the one who insisted we go for more drinks! I was ready to go home much earlier.”

He sighed. “There’s no way you are getting home in time to then turn back and come to work immediately. It’s already too late…”

“Can we get a…room somewhere?” she asked shyly.

Richard studied her. “It’s just so we get some rest before going to work tomorrow.”

“Alright,” he replied, “we’ll get you a room.”

It took another fifteen minutes before they found an empty taxi, who drove them about ten minutes to a small but neat guesthouse.

“We only have one room with a queen-sized bed available now. The person who booked it earlier canceled the reservation at the last minute,” the sleepy receptionist informed them.

“That’s okay,” Richard replied. He handed the man his card. “Charge it to this.”

“Oh my, Dr. Richard!” Avery exclaimed as she dug into her purse. “I should pay for it, not you!”

“No need. Just make sure you’re well rested before resuming work tomorrow.”

“B-but your…wife might misunderstand if she sees the charge on your card…I don’t want to cause any problems…”

“My wife?” Richard said, “oh…you don’t have to worry about my wife. We are divorced, actually.”

Avery stared at him in surprise. “D-divorced? When?”

“About three months thereabouts. There’s nothing to be worried about. Don’t worry.”

He turned to leave and stumbled. “Whoo, I drank more than I thought. The alcohol is killing me. Have a good night. I’ll see you in the morning.”

He began to head towards the door, and stopped as Avery held onto his sleeve. Her bloodshot eyes conveyed her unasked question.

Kiddogarcia:
soon,tonight. Metalgear11 we beg

I'll try drop one today.

oloyedprince1:
MetalGear, is this the only story I are writing currently

For now, no. It is the most complete one though. I have some other short stories that I haven't tied together and edited.

Markben001:
Bro, come update na ������

I'll update soon.

sterlingD:
Well you have said it all but my fear na sey make this young lady no go complicated things for Richard for their work place and l would have added home front but its like there is no home front anymore (is there ?)

Be patient dude. Story still plenti.

sterlingD:
Wow l never thought he and Avery would ever get down

You sef reason am na bros. A young virile man dey cohabitate with his hot and very sexy ex-wife. Said woman na no go area and ihn dey go bed with stiff gbola every night. Brother man jam another equally voluptuous, smart, but not too bright kid with big boobs wey dey always beg him to "perform another physical examination" on her. Add alcohol to the mix. Wetin you expect go eventually happen? Man bodi no be wood na.

gal10:
Oh no�� was still rooting for Athena ��

Unfortunately, her case with her ex-husband is very complicated.

They both sat at a table in a bar. It was several hours after work. Richard ran into her standing just outside the hospital, probably waiting for him or someone else? She beamed up and smiled, and suggested they get a drink, something he did not hesitate over. It was just a drink anyways, something to relieve the tension of a very stressful day, rather than going to the depressing environment he called his home at the present moment.

“When I was much younger, I once went to a friend’s house to play. I broke a very expensive vase,” she was regaling him. She took another sip of her scotch, “I did not have the courage to say or do anything while my mum scolded me and told my friend’s mum she will pay for the damaged vase.”

She took another big gulp. “My mum’s friend told her that it was no rush, as she knew it was quite expensive. She told her that whenever she had the means, she could replace the vase. That kindness stuck to me since that day. It was what I was thinking when that woman begged to return tomorrow with the money for her daughter’s treatments.”

She stared far away. “I’m sorry I have been constantly being a nuisance and having you constantly bail me out of issues since I started work in the hospital…”

“Have you?”

“I know you took me away from the nurses’ station because you wanted the head nurse’s scolding to stop…you also intentionally drugged that man before he could talk too much…”

“You’re making it sound like I did it all on purpose,” Richard replied as he took another long sip of his drink, “I gave the man anesthetic to calm him down as he was getting agitated over his injuries.”

“And the head nurse?”

Richard looked at the cuteness in her bespectacled face. “People make mistakes once in a while. That doesn’t mean they should be hung over them like a death sentence. Also, if someone who’s meant to treat patients for a living starts to lose focus, it could be dangerous for the patient.”

Avery studied him for a moment, then turned her head away and stared at her drink. “I’m so…jealous,” she said out of the blue.

“Hmm? Jealous of what?” Richard asked as he brought his glass to his lips.

“Jealous of your…wife.” She whispered.

Richard was taken aback. “You’re jealous of my wife? Why?” he asked.

“Because…she has such a caring, handsome doctor as her husband,” she responded, “it seems like she’s in a totally different world than me.”

Richard chuckled. “I think you have too good of an impression of me.” He said.

“What do you mean? You are a very good, kind and caring man…”

“I’m not as good as you think…”

“What are you saying?” she remarked, “you’re the first man I’ve met that I really like and admire…”

She had let that drop before she realized what she said. “I’m sorry, I did not mean that the way it sounded! I will never fall for a married man! It’s just that all good guys like you get hooked up early.”

His phone buzzed and he picked it up to check the message that had come in. “You mean all good, dumb guys right?”

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What time are you coming today? I want you feel you tonite.
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“I…I think we should start heading out,” Richard stated. He emptied the rest of his drink and pulled out his wallet.

“No, I should be the one paying!!” Avery cried.

“There’s no need,” he said and handed the bartender his credit card, “I’ll pay for it this time.”

“I thought we agreed I will treat you to a drink? For the several trouble you got me out of today? If you pay, then I’ll owe you another favor!!”

They walked out of the bar and onto the busy street. “What favor? Cant a man pay for drinks with a cute girl?”

Avery pouted at him. She took his arm and held it tight. “In that case, let’s go somewhere else. I’ll pay this time.”

“We can do that some other time…”

“I’m not letting you leave until I buy you something…” she insisted.

Richard saw the determined look on her face. “You’re quite persistent…alright, just one more drink.”

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Meanwhile, a beautiful lady with red, fiery hair stood looking out an all glass one-way wall at the traffic twenty floors below, clad in a sheer, transparent open front lace robe, her aggressive böobs standing proud and nïpples hard and erect, a frown plastered on her face as she kept checking her phone, waiting for a response that hadn’t been sent…

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Richard slowly opened his eyes. His head throbbed and it took a moment for his eyes to come into focus. He wondered where he was. The dimly lit surroundings looked unfamiliar to him. This definitely was not his room. Where was he?

As his eyes adjusted, he realized he was staring up at a mirrored ceiling. The guy in there lay bare-chested, a plush baby blue bedsheet covering only his lower extremities. There was another equally bare-chested figure lying next to him. Only then was he aware of his numb arm wrapped around the petite shoulders of someone snuggled half-sprawled on his body, full head of wild hair resting gently on his shoulder, arm spread across his abdomen and brëasts pressed against his chest, snoring quietly in a deep, gentle slumber.

“How can you trust what people say and go with it?” the head nurse bellowed, “are you really that naïve? Don’t you know you’re not allowed to discharge a patient without them settling all the fees first?!!”

Richard walked around the corner to the nurses’ station where, as he had thought, the head nurse was berating one of the new nurses. He already knew who it was once he heard what was being said.

“B-but her family members said they’ll bring the money tomorrow…”

“You can’t trust people like that!! What if they don’t bring it? Will you be responsible for the fees?”

“I’m sorry…”

Richard stepped forward. “What’s going on?”

The head nurse sighed and shook her head in disgust. “This…kid didn’t follow the protocol and discharged a patient without first settling their fees.”

“But her family said…”

“Stop giving her family’s words as an excuse for your incompetence!!!” she yelled, “what if they don’t come back? What will you do then?”

“Who’s the patient in question?” Richard asked.

“The one in the orthopedics ward…the college girl who fractured her leg,” Avery responded downcast, “her family circumstances are not good, her father left them at an early age, and her mother has to work really hard to support the family.”

She looked up at Richard. “Her mom told me she had to work some extra hours in order to get money to pay for the fees. What was I supposed to do?”

“What do you mean by what should you have done? You should have let her get discharged when the money is paid, not before!!” the head nurse shouted.

“But that would have meant she would pay for an additional day…”

“Is that your problem? Do you think the hospital runs like a charity organization? I’ll make sure I write a report about this and the money comes out of your paycheck!”

Avery glanced up in alarm. Richard saw the panic in her eyes. “Err, head nurse…I don’t think we need to go to that length of drastic measures.” He said.

“Why not? She needs to be punished for this.”

“Everyone makes mistakes once in a while, and I know she’s learned her lesson and would not attempt something similar again…”

“PAGING DR. RICHARD TO EMERGENCY ROOM FIVE!!! DR. RICHARD TO EMERGENCY ROOM FIVE!!!” blared over the PA system.

“Give her a firm warning, and if the patient’s family does not make the payment, please let me know. I will foot the bill.”

He noticed the harsh glare the head nurse gave Avery. “Head nurse, if you may, I will like to borrow Nurse Avery for a while in the ER.”

Both of them stared at him in surprise. “Aren’t there any nurses in the ER? She does not need to…”

“I’m sure there are several nurses there…whom are busy attending to other. How about you let me take the “incompetent” nurse off your hands for a few hours, hmm? If she sees the seriousness of the work, she will hopefully not be that generous anymore.”

“Uhh…”

Richard beckoned to Avery. “Come along quickly! We haven’t got all day.”

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“UWAAAA!!!! I’M GONNA DIEEEEE!!!!” the well-dressed man on the gurney screamed as he was wheeled into the large reception area of the ER.

“Sir, you’re not gonna die,” one of the paramedics pushing the gurney said.

Richard immediately took over. “Wheel him to this section here. Nurse Avery, check the patient’s vitals!”

“Arghh…it hurts!!!” the patient groaned. The entire side of his face and front of his shirt was drenched in blood from a large gash on the side of his head. Avery took his blood pressure and checked for signs of concussion.

“I…I think I will be fine…it’s just a light injury…”

“What light injury…this will need almost twenty stitches,” Richard replied with a scoff as he examined the bloody gash. “Nurse, please clean and disinfect the wound, and prepare the needles.”

“Y-yes Dr. Richard…right away,” a slightly overwhelmed Avery responded.

“It’s fine…I do not need any stitches!!” the man responded.

“You do…if we don’t treat that wound properly, it will be deeply infected and you know what that means for such an injury to the head.”

“I don’t care what you or your nurse do,” he responded angrily, “I don’t need any fucking stitches. If you know what’s good for you, you would tell your nurse over there…”

He stopped mid-sentence. “hey, aren’t you that Cherry girl?”

Avery’s heart skipped a beat. She turned around to face the man who was staring at her. Richard too had stopped what he was doing.

“Ahh…” she stood in confusion with a tray of antiseptics and cotton balls in her hand.

“Yes, it’s you.” He tried to sit up. “What are you doing here?”

One of the other nurses turned to him. “Do you know him? Why is he calling you Cherry?”

“That…I…”

“Why haven’t you been coming to the club? Did you quit or…”

“Sir, you need to calm yourself down,” Richard said. He turned to the nurse who had spoken earlier. “Nurse Sheila, please prepare some anesthetic for the patient. We have to stitch him up right away.”

“Anesthetic?”

“Fück, you decided not to go to work,” the man continue to barge on, “a lot of people have been looking for you, y’know…”

Richard secretly injected a vial of anesthetic into the drip that had been inserted into the man’s arm and moments later his speech started to slur.

“You e…ven changed your number…so we couldn’t…reach you…con…contact…”

“Nurse, prepare the needles,” Richard ordered a stunned Avery as he placed an oxygen mask over the man’s face.

“H-huh? O…okay,” she jolted back to life.

“Why was he calling you Cherry? Do you know him?” the nurse asked again.

“He must have thought she was someone else,” Richard responded before Avery could talk, “typical symptoms of blunt force trauma to the head. It is a common symptom with head injuries to recognize total strangers as known people…”

The update today will be a bit short. My apologies

Twenty minutes later, the deputy director grunted and withdrew from her tightness, stroked himself vigorously before sending a wash of cüm flying all over her abdomen and pubes as she sat facing him on his desk. He collapsed into the chair behind him and tried to slow his rapidly beating heart. He reached into a drawer and pulled out a pack of Dunhills.

“I’ve told you several times I don’t like you ejaculating on my body,” the lady complained as he put one in his mouth and fired it up. She carefully walked to her bag resting on the sofa she had vacated earlier and pulled out a pack of wet wipes. She proceeded to clean herself, “I don’t even allow my husband to do that, and we’ve been married two years.”

Deputy director exhaled some smoke and walked over to where she stood, where he surprised her by grabbing her yet-to-be repackaged brëasts from behind, giving them both a tight but affectionate squeeze.

“Aiya!” she exclaimed, “I’m supposed to get back to work…”

“Must you leave so soon?”

“Yes!!” she tried swatting his hands away to no avail.

“You can say I sent you on an offsite assignment, so we can spend more time together. How about dinner, huh? I’ll make reservations at a pretty hotel…”

So you can then cajole me and Bleep me all night right, she thought. Not gonna happen. “You know I’m not like you director,” she squirmed out of his grasp, “people will recognize me easily.”

She managed to dress up again. “Why don’t you let Athena Chambers do whatever she wants?”

The man was taken aback. “What do you mean? I thought you hated the bïtch.”

“I never said I hated her, I just said I did not like her,” she corrected, “I just feel like, since she likes to jump the gun and prove she’s better than everyone, why not let her do so? There is bound to be a day she will eventually shoot herself in the foot…”

The director thought for a moment. “That’s actually not a bad idea…”

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“Have you contacted the person we need to have the interview with on this story?” Athena barked.

She had left the deputy director’s office angrier than she had been when she left home that morning. Imagine the gall of the man to talk down at her like that! Who did he think he was? It was with this anger still seeping in her blood that she began to chew out the young intern infront of her.

“N-not yet ma’am,” the girl stammered, “I was going to arrange that afterwards today…”

“Why haven’t you? Don’t you know it’s important to do that as soon as you receive the report?!!!”

“I’m sorry ma’am…”

“Due to the opposition party disregarding procedures to directly raise their strong protest over the issue,” she read from the papers in her hand, “the proposition party offered their excuse, stating that this is caused by conflict between the relevant departments…who came up with this bullshït?”

Her voice was so loud, other people began to peek over their cubicles.

“She’s at it again, scolding other people unnecessarily,” someone sighed.

“If we use this rubbish, the report will lose the objective it’s supposed to give!!”

“I’m sorry ma’am…I’ll rewrite it again,” the girl trembled, her voice cracking.

“You don’t need to rewrite some other nonsense for me to read, you need to go back to school to learn how to write!!!” she flung the papers at her.

There was an audible gasp in the office. “I’m sorry…I was careless…”

“You better be…and are you crying? What are you crying for?”

One of the editors walked over. “Now let’s calm down a bit. It’s quite understandable for a newbie to make mistakes once in a while…”

“Someone who’s worked here for more than a year is still considered a newbie? And who are you to barge into a conversation that’s none of your business?”

“Hey chill out Athena, what’s wrong with you today? Are you on your period or something? Why are you getting so angry?” the editor fired back.

“What did you just say to me?!!!!”

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Athena stormed off to the ladies’ room and shut herself in a toilet stall. Everything seemed to be getting on her nerves today. From this morning at home, to the meeting with the deputy director, and now the ineptitude of the so-called intern, and the fool who came to her defense. And all this started with Richard.

She pulled her underwear down and sat on the toilet. Richard you bastard!! She really needed to go for that appointment. The door opened and she heard a couple of people walk in.

“Is she crazy?” she heard one of them say. It was the intern she had yelled at earlier. “To scold me right in the middle of the office in front of everyone! I feel like I lost my face…my dignity right there.”

“I know right,” another voice said, “when I was new here myself, Athena stressed me out, pimples started popping out my face!”

“Wow! Why is she like that?”

“No one knows. She seems to have a vendetta. She’s not called the “bïtch of the business room” for nothing.”

“She tries to act like someone so successful, but she’s just a slüt who does not listen to reason and always wants it her way.”

“I heard that she got really drunk the other day and was spouting nonsense.”

“Really?”

“Yes. According to some people, she got so drunk, or pretended to be drunk during happy hour, that Director Weatherman had to take her home. Who knows if they went home…probably to a hotel or something.”

“I thought she was married.”

“Yes she is. I pity the fool she’s married to.”

Both girls laughed. “Such an arrogant bïtch. I hear there’s a new dessert store nearby, probably we could…”

Their voices died away as they left. Athena sighed sadly and leaned her head back on the toilet cistern.

Kiddogarcia:
I thought you dropped another episode,I rushed in with total excitement, only to creep out with frowns and disappointment.
Abeg another episode tomorrow plssssss

No vex

gal10:
Athena is going through alot �

The plot only gets thicker.

So I made some minor changes to the Avery character to make her have the shy but erotic "I want you" image that I wanted to portray for her. She's supposed to be a half-caste who is smart but not very bright, judging by her antics with MMC so far.