On a 10+, they're willing, +1 Forward

You look around the room at the other women.

"Ms. Bates, I knew it!" Cara says. "C'mon." She squeezes Julie's hand.

Julie Paul looks at you and breaks into a broad smile. She nods. June looks at Frances Cook, the Nursing Director.

"Nurse Phillips?" Frances asks, looking at the petite redhead who hadn't been part of the lesbian conspiracy, but was here because of the wild encounter with Mary Forbes and her injured husband.

June is pink in the face. She nods. "Yes?" she says. "Yes."

"Then I accept, Gloria," Frances says. "June, would you lock the door?"

There's a quiet moment as you stand in the middle of the Nursing Director's office with all eyes on you.

"Well, then, Gloria," Frances says. "Let's begin. Remove your clothes."

She wanted you to make the first move.

Your shoes and stockings come off. Hospital coat, blouse, brassiere, white scrub pants, and panties.

"I love your bush, Gloria," Frances says. "Turn round. Cara, what do you think of her breasts?"

"They're beautiful, Ms. Bates!" Cara says.

"Would you like to begin, Gloria?"

You turn around to see that Frances Cook has removed the bottom half of her nurse's whites. She has a sparse, silver-gold bush above prominent, pink pussy lips. The curves of her mound and vulva are soft, a mature woman's shape, not the tighter curves of a young woman like June.

Your mouth waters. "Yes, very much," you say.

"Please, Gloria, eat," Frances says. She scoots forward on the seat of her chair and holds her labia open for you. Her clit is small and hooded but stiffly erect.

Roll +Hot (+2) (+1 Hot, +1 Forward) to Eat Her for Frances, Julie, Cara, and June.