Miss: "Sorry, white girls don't turn me on," Poppy says.

"May I beg a favor?" you say.

Poppy looks at you, blinking lazily in her post-orgasm daze. "Oh? What?"

"I would love to taste your beautiful vulva, Ms. Broadback."

Poppy laughs, a high giggle. "Sorry, white girls don't turn me on," she says.

"But..." you say.

"I've tried, but it just doesn't get my motor running," the redhead says. "God, I wish. It would make dating much easier. But white girls just don't do it for me. Sorry." She wiggles her cotton bikini panties up, flips her skirt down, and stands up. "Is it gonna be a problem if we're working together?"

You laugh. "No," you say. "But I did want to talk to you about the position. you see, I'm a senior floor nurse now..."

You and Poppy end up having a nice chat after that awkward start.

Poppy laughs as you wind up your conversation. "Hey, maybe if we're doing counseling for a nice young black couple, we can flip for who gets to put the moves on whom."

You can't help but grin. "No scandals, I'm afraid," you say. "So we have to lay off the patients. I'll go talk with Lydia and then check back with my boss Maggie."

"Bye!" Poppy says. "If you see Charles, send him back. KIDDING! JUST KIDDING!"

You laugh as you leave the bus and head back up the stairs toward the hospital.

What's your next move? Do you want to tell Maggie which assignment you want, or do something else first?

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