He initially could see little of her other than her shape because of the light from the hallway backlighting her. He could make out that she had ebony... skin, a set of really nice, large boobs that threatened to escape; a small waist, full hips and long legs. “Can I help you?”“Fuck. Well, I guess I … I … I made a mess of myself and I need to get cleaned up.”The nurse stepped into the room, closed the door and turned on a light that softly illuminated the room. “It’s okay. Sometimes after surgery. As I lay in the darkened room my eyes adjusted to the small amount of light from the street lights outside. I closed my eyes and tried to go to sleep.What was that? I heard a noise from across the room. I looked but saw nothing. Must be my imagination. I lay still listening. There it is again! I sat up and looked around in the dark. Nothing. No sound and no movement. I scrunched down in the blankets and lay still. I had to get to sleep. It seemed as if I had been laying there for hours but I am. It was clear she would doanything to get away. I stood beside her and ordered her to open her legs.Again she did so thinking this would give her thechance to escape. Instead I put my fingers between herlegs and rested on her clitoris, circling gently,feeling her getting aroused. Again she begged, “Pleaselet me go.” Again I refused, my fingers still circlingon her slightly swollen clitoris. She was by now veryaroused, panting in short breaths, her face very, veryred. I sped up my. "About an hour later, I decided it was time for bed, everyone else was already in their rooms. As I entered my room, the lights were still on, and Sarah was laying on top of the bed reading a magazine. I asked why she wasn't in bed yet, and she said; "Dad, I don't know which side of the bed you want me on." I replied, looking from the foot of the bed, "I want you on the right side, and take off that ludicrous night shirt."She said, "But I always wear this to bed."I said; "Lesson number 1. Never.