It made me feel wanted again. It has been such a long time and was the reason I had sex and ended up pregnant."There were tears in her eyes and I pull...ed her close to me. "I guess I was in the right place at the right time." Or the wrong place at the right time," she said and smiled. Then I saw tears come to her eyes.I figured I had said something wrong. "I seem to make you sad a lot," I said.She pulled away. "I'm not sad. I am the happiest I have been in many, many years. My tears are of. I left my briefcase on my study table and went into my bedroom. The room was in prefect order, no trace of things that were happening in the same bedroom; bed sheets and covers were pulled properly, the wineglasses were gone-everything looked neat and tidy. Nikki and Connie had worked very efficiently in rearranging the room.I immediately went to the bathroom, dumped my clothes into the laundry hamper and hit the shower.After a long relaxing bath, I came out of my room. The dinner was already. She had gone on the offense for the rest of the week, skewering Rachel in every way possible. She’d torn her to shreds, revealing her various acts of promiscuity and playing herself up as the victim of an ultimate betrayal. She was bitter and she thirsted for justice, which in her mind, was measured only by the level of Rachel’s suffering. And Rachel was suffering. She’d repeatedly thrown herself at Rebecca’s mercy and begged for forgiveness. She’d ambushed her in the hallways and in the locker. I hardly cared any more. I was used to doing whatever the nurses wanted me to, and there was no way I was going to call this off. My cock throbbed as my eyes followed the wobble of Sophie’s tits as she worked.Nurse Sophie pushed a button on the machine. There was a beep, red lights, figures forming on a display. “Vital signs look OK,” she said.“Oh we want more than OK, don’t we?” Nurse Helen said. She was smiling now. Nurse Sophie returned the smile and the two women leaned across my body,.