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Tiffany leads me about, showing me the cubicles in the back, including my own. I see a few people look up in interest, giving me a smile or a wave before going back to their work. She takes me around the medicine wing, patient rooms, and the layout of the space. From there, she takes me into the bathroom.

Once inside, she pulls me forward, yanking me about quickly, before turning around, grabbing me, and pinning me to the wall. I gasped then, as I felt my back hit the titles covering the wall. As she held me there, an expression of excitement, of desire, started to rise forth, like the mourning sun, from her face.

Without a preamble, Tiffany leaned forward and kisses me on the lips. Surprised, "I'm caught off guard, but quickly recover as I return her kiss. My eyes fluttered close, as I enjoyed the touch. I felt her right arm tug at my shirt, yanking on it softly, as her left moved to the small of my back, at my side.

As we kiss, and our movements become more passionate, I felt her hands move underneath my top, grabbing at my breasts as we kiss. I felt her pulling my top off me then, and my breasts became exposed for all to see.

Only then did she pull back, my head almost following her, trying to keep her lips on mine for as long as possible. When our lips did separate, I see the passion in her eyes, aiming right at me. She takes a deep breath, raspy in her throat, before she says... “We should really finish your tour... also, fair warning, but I’m keeping this top. I don’t care what you say. You can go topless for a day, but I’m keeping this. You got that?"

Feeling the heat grow in my cheeks, I nod back, smiling her way, amused. Tiffany puts my new top in her purse, before leading me out of the ladies' room, and back to the rest of the tour.