On a 10+, the night nurse is alone and ready.

On a hit, detail her name, age, hair color, outfit and attitude.

After a couple of minutes, the nurse on duty answers your call. She has a brightly patterned scrub top over plain pants. Her coppery red hair is pulled back into a low ponytail. She's on the medium-short side, with a solid, strong build but some nice curves. Her name badge indicates JODEE BANKS. The bottom stripe on her badge is a different color from the nurses who were caring for you during the daytime.

She looks at the whiteboard by the head of your bed that gives your name, your disorder, the doctor in charge, and care notes.

"I'm Jodee, Mr. Forbes. How can I help you tonight?" she asks.

You clear your throat. "Well, actually, it's a little embarrassing."

"Oh, did you need a bedpan?" she asks.

"No, no," you say. "Actually..."

Jodee looks at the tented sheet over your abdomen. "Oh, that?" She smiles. "Did you need some lotion and a couple of wipes?" she asks.

"All set for that, thanks," you say. "It's actually, well. My wife came by to visit earlier and left something for me to keep under my pillow. I was clumsy and dropped it on the floor, and I wonder if you could pick it up."

"Oh?" Jodee says. "Where?"

You point to Dr. Didyma Breedlove's abandoned panties.

Jodee laughs. "Oh! Of course, Mr. Forbes," she says. She lifts them up. White cotton, trimmed with lace, the double crotch panel moist. "A very special gift. It'll be our secret." You see her nostrils flare and her ears get pink. The whiff of Dr. Breedlove's pussy juice must be turning her on.

She tucks the panties under your pillow and turns off your call light.

"There you are," Jodee says. "Nothing like something to remind you of home when you're stuck in the hospital." She smiles at you.

"Thank you so much," you say. "How's your shift going?"

"Really slow," she says. "But I just handed off before I answered your call."

"Doing anything special tonight?" you ask.

She shrugs and laughs. "It's the middle of the night, and I'm new in town," she says. "Starting a three-month rotation. I'm a traveling temp, I go where they need me."

"You like the variety?" you ask.

She smiles. She has dimples on her pale, creamy cheeks. "Yeah, I do. I like seeing new places, meeting new people," she says.

"New boyfriend every town?" you ask.

"Yeah, sometimes two," Jodee says brightly. "Work hard, play hard. Two boyfriends, no waiting!"

You laugh out loud. "Not on your part, anyway. You have any lined up for tonight?" you say

"Ah hah, no," Jodee says with a little laugh. "New town. Little black book is empty. I'm just gonna go home, take a shower, and buzz myself off to sleep."

"What's your ride?" you ask. "Hitachi?"

"Yeah, the ol' Magic Wand is my favorite. Or a Wahl if I have to share a room. Super quiet," she says.

"I wish you a good ride tonight. You want to give me a little hand before you take off?" you ask.

"Why Mr. Forbes, are you propositioning me?" Jodee asks.

"If you don't like it, I'm just joking," you say.

Jodee puts a hand over the tented up sheet. "I don't think you're joking, hon," she says.

"Well if you put it that way, Jodee, would you be my angel of mercy tonight and finish me with that lovely mouth?"