A short rest... and an unsuspecting visitor

The thoroughly fucked and filled woman hung in the air, still, somewhat enjoying the peace that came with nothing happening. With nothing better to do, she just hung there and time slipped. She couldn't care though, the experience she had had so thoroughly taxed her that she simply blanked out, being little more than a prop on the plant.

Doctor Ella Smith was 41, skinny, and had a pretty enough face, although her hair was sometimes unkempt and her manner was oftentimes unintentionally rude. She had been incredibly focused on accomplishing something considerable as she grew restless from not having made any serious publications for a few years. It was a dry spell for her, which was a terrible combination with her desire for scientific acclaim. The lack of progress had driven her to such madness that she would often neglect herself, but ironically also be rather in much too poor a mood to make any progress. Her methods had become sloppy as she grasped at trying to make a breakthrough.

Today however, Dr. Smith fixed herself up better than on her usual days. She had a new hire and wanted to make a good impression, even though that wasn't something she really had to worry about. She had been running late, speed walking her way through the campus. The route she typically drove on had significant amount of traffic, with a truck trying to pass a bridge that it was too tall to clear. No one was hurt, but there was debris all over the streets. She smirked as she thought about the incompetence of the truck driver. But in the back of her mind she kept onto the thought that she had let down a person, despite the person being a disposable subordinate in the long scheme of things. You haven't even seen the new girl on her first day of work, and you're already a mess Ella, she thought to herself.

She approached her dome, seeing the thick foliage that differentiated it from the others. Despite the fact it had glass panels to see through, there wasn't much to be seen through the greenery that pressed against the panels. She walked through the automatic doors, cycling through the airlock, and the next set of doors. She wondered where Alison would have waited for her, and her first guess was the lab. If she wasn't, she'd ask around the main building, but not before doing a bit of a close inspection of her plants to do some documentation on her little experiment.