" But where, hang it all?" Behind that screen." There's nothing behind that screen, nothing but a door." And that door—?" Leads to a dressing-room."... Well, Monsieur le Prefet, Inspector Vérot, tottering, losing his head, imagining himself to be going from your office to your secretary's room, fell into your dressing-room."M. Desmalions ran to the door, but, at the moment of opening it, shrank back. Was it apprehension, the wish to withdraw himself from the influence of that astonishing man, who. It was big. Bigger than mine to be exact. But I looked back up at him and asked what he wanted. He then smiled, a smirk came across his face as he grabbed his cock and started to stroke again , right in front of me as his eyes then looked down at my body and I noticed he was looking at my cock. Once again I didn’t realize how hard I was at this moment. But I was definitely hard. “It’s not what you think.” I said as i tried to avoid more eye contact. “It’s okay... stroke it.. come on.” He said.. How does that sound?”“Ghawd, I’m famished! How do you feel about early dinner?”I laughed. “Ma’am, I’m an ER nurse! We eat when the opportunity arises, because we may have back to back codes the rest of the shift! Early is fine with me!”“Early it is! Uh, don’t you have to change?”“Yep, that and shower! If you don’t mind sitting around for, oh, say, 15 minutes, I could knock out a quick shower, throw on some clean clothes, and we could then paint the town red!”“I think I could keep myself. Rev: po ka nalla okkura po oru varam okkura oruvaram night shift poidra , okkuradhu first night la irundhu ore madhri okkura vara dress thookitu ulla sorugidura kiss panna matra molaiya sappa matra Joly ye illaka na pattuku pundaiya kuduthutu thoongiduva ava Ethana thadava othanu kuda enaku theriyadhu Vani: ennadi soldra, apram enna sugatha anupavikkira ne.Rev: ipotha oru masama jolya irundha koncham adhuvum pochuVani: ennadi soldra epdiRev: vera oru alu kuda paduthuta semma olu pottom kiss.