Wrap Things Up

The session ends, and after you zip up you dutifully open the door and within a few seconds a dumpy nurse with a lousy red haired dye job wheels a cart in with a machine on top. She takes your arm and after dabbing **** on the underside of your arm puts a sort of gun against your skin which jabs a needle into it. After a brief second or so of pain, the entire machine flashes green.

Amanda is sitting on the table, blushing uncontrollably and the nurse, without speaking, approaches her, hits a button on the machine and repeats the same process. It flashes green and without saying a word the nurse wheels the car back into the hall; and then into a room a few doors down which, from your vantage point you can see had recently opened its door to invite her.

Amanda gets up off the table and looks at you embarrassingly and thanks you for what she calls “your patience”.

She makes an awkward motion towards you like she’s unsure whether to shake your hand or kiss your cheek and so you take her hand in yours and kiss the top of it and tell her how pretty her smile is.

It’s a little sappy but you figure it’s probably more in line with what a girl wants to hear then “hey that was pretty good seeing as how it’s the first time you had some guys dick in your mouth”.