Check out her rack!

Brian laughed as Ming Li slumped over in an **** heap. She had actually passed out in fear! He didn't think anyone actually did that!

He rolled her over. She looked very pretty ****. She seemed to be breathing normally.

"But we shouldn't let that blouse restrict your breathing, Ming Li,'' he told her. "That's the first rule of first aid for any **** hottie."

He laughed at his own cleverness and quickly relieved her of her lab coat and blouse. Licking his invisible lips, he removed her lime green bra as well, assuring that her breathing was completely unrestricted. Coincidentally, the jiggling of her firm, teardrop-shaped titties was also now completely unrestricted.

Ming Li moaned. His first aid was helping bring her around. He wondered if he should retrieve some of the ammonia salts from the chemical shelf to speed her return to consciousness. She might wake up in a better mood if she did so on her own.

Then Brian noticed the small tank of Nitrous oxide on Ming Li's bench. That could improve her mood even more!