Everything she can remember

Tears fill Samantha’s eye’s as the stress of the recent events finally catch up with her. She attempts to wipe away her tears and pull herself together so she could sound as sane as possible, but the floodgates have opened and the harder she ties to stop the more she sobs. Suddenly she felt the warm arms of the doctor pull into the solid expanse of his chest. She should have panicked, this was not at all appropriate, but instead she presses her face against his clean smelling neck and wraps her arms around his back. Gradually her weeping subsides and she becomes aware of several things all at the same time.

The first was how Rhiain’s curvaceous body made hugging a ‘full contact’ event. Her breasts are molded to the firm contours of the doctor’s chest and she could feel the warmth of his body through the thin hospital gown. The second was how good that feeling was, she could feel her nipples hardening in response and tiny jolts of pleasure were shooting from her breasts into her body. The third and final thing was that the doctor too was not unaffected by the closeness of their bodies. A distinct hardness was pressing against her flat belly that was unmistakable in its nature.

Samantha didn’t have much experience in judging men's 'Hardware', but the bulge in the doctor’s pants was much larger than what she remembered from last night. Even so, the memory of her attack wiped away any of the warmth she felt from his hug.

Samantha jerks away from the doctor creating a little space between her throbbing tits and his muscled torso. She is relieved to feel him relax his arms and let her adjust their position, that alone helps quell the rising panic.

“I’m sorry.” Samantha tells the doctor, I don’t ever do that, but I’m somewhat overwhelmed. “I have two different important things to tell you, but I'm not sure how to start." He gives her a gentle squeeze with the arm that is still comfortably draped around her shoulder. She half hopes he’d tell her to wait and sweep her into the simple comfort of his embrace, but with a smile and a nod he encourages her to start.

Samantha tells him everything she can remember about the events leading to this moment. The doctor is a good listener. He smiles and nods at the right times and asks a few key questions that keep her narrative from wandering off topic, but for the most part he just lets her speak until she reaches the description of her attack. At that point his face darkens and she can see the whitening of his knuckles. Samantha had little else to say after she describes waking in the morning.

"I know I should have told the nurse right away but I didn't think anyone would believe me. I don't think I believe any of this myself..."

Samantha feels much better for telling the whole story, but would this charming stranger believe her?

"I'll have security check the tapes immediately." The Doctor says "Give me a bit to make a call." He pauses at the door. "Should I send the nurse back in to stay with you?" Samantha shakes her head prefering to wait by herself and waits less than a minute before the doctor's return.

“Security is looking at the tapes now, and then they may need to interview you about what happened." He pauses and walks back to the wall where a holographic screen appears almost magically.

"As for the rest of your story..." The doctor brushes a lock of dark hair back from his brow the doctor smiles and gives her a gentle hug that makes her lips tingle as if they had been kissed. “I don’t know what to say.”

He didn’t believe her; how could he?

“But we have a lot of collaborating evidence and there are some things we can do to check up on what you remember.” Hope surges again and without a thought she pulls his head down and kisses him on his clean-shaven cheek.

“Easy there uh…” he pauses and then asks “Do you want me to call you Samantha or Rhiain?”