The door opened.
Goren and Eames jumped in panic, as taken at fault.
My God...
If Eames was discovered.
And especially in that outfit.
Goren had to find a solution...
And quickly.
But what...
And there it was.
Another one of his many crazy ideas, was going to end badly again.
Damn it...
Reflected.
Goren didn't have thirty-six solutions.
- Come...
Goren wrapped his arms around Eames' waist, pulled her against him, and pulled the sheet down over her, hiding her.
Eames, his heart beating violently in his chest, ready to rupture, did not dare to move.
My God...
Goren held her in his arms...
She had wanted this for so long.
And even if it wasn't the right time...
It was already enough.
Eames felt Goren's hard member brush against her intimacy, which set her on fire.
So he was not insensitive to her.
It was so exciting.
But it was...
Eames blushed violently.
So big.
Could she have something so big inside her...
Eames wanted to move away a little, so much the sensation of his member against her intimacy troubled her at most to the point, but Goren prevented it, holding her firmly in his arms.
- How is my favourite patient...
At the honeyed voice of the nurse, Eames felt a violent anger rising in her.
So like that, he didn't understand her advances.
But in contrast...
A stuck-up of a nurse...
You're going to see Robert Goren.
Eames slid his hand down Goren's crotch, making Goren tense up.
She put her hand just below his member, on his thigh, and took the skin between her fingers, pinched it with all her strength.
Goren winced in pain, and bit his lip to stifle the cry of pain that escaped from his lips.
Oh the bitch...
Eames had just pinched him...
And not just anywhere.
- Did I hurt you...
Of course not...
Goren knew very well who the culprit was.
How to tell the nurse that it was the little she-devil hidden under the sheet, and who was in his arms, who had just pinched him, and not anywhere.
Did Eames want to castrate him.
Considering what she had just done.
It was quite possible.
This gesture was not at all innocent.
- I would come back at the agreed time for the next pitting.
The nurse withdrew, and no sooner had the door been closed...
Eames pushed Goren's arms away, threw back the sheet, her face red with fury.
She stepped over Goren's body, and in rage, not paying attention, she caught her feet in the sheet, and toggled to the ground.
She felt long, thin fingers to ask on her waist, and barely caught her just, before she hit the ground.
Goren...
Damn it...
Could he not take his dirty paws off her.
She could see why he pretended not to understand her attempts.
He preferred the nurse.
Did she have bigger breasts...
Eames knew she only had small breasts.
But she had thought...
His anger redoubled.
Goren was just like any other man.
Eames turned to Goren, glared at him, and slapped the hand that was on his waist.
- Do not touch me.
At his words said with fury, Goren was surprised by so much virulence.
He moved his hand away from her waist, and watched her descend, mad with rage.
But what was going on...
Eames it was indeed her, who did everything and anything…
And she was the one who was angry.
No, but this was insane.
Was he dreaming...
He had just stopped her from falling...
And she...
She was lightning at him of look.
And what she had done under the sheet.
Daring to pinch him.
- Why did you pinch me.
At her words, Eames glared at him.
No but...
What was wrong with Eames.
Why so much fury in his eyes.
It was she who had pinched him.
So logically it was he who should have been angry with her...
And not the other way around.
- You ask me why... Eames was screaming, her cheeks red. And who is it that one.
Eames points with his hand to the door where the nurse had just come out.
- She it's yes... She screamed even more, not controlling herself. And me... It's no.
In rage, she rushed to the door, under the gaze of a Goren who did not understand anything.
She opened it, and turned to him.
- You're just a dog.
On her last words, Eames left the room with a furious step, and violently slammed the door behind her, under a stunned Goren.
Had he heard correctly...
Eames had just called him a dog.
All because the nurse had just given him an injection.
It was beyond comprehension.
And what was this crisis...
That Eames had just typed high and loud.
He had never seen her in such a state.
She it's yes... And me... It's no.
But what was Eames talking about.
He didn't understand a thing.
Goren put his hand to his face, not understanding what had just happened.
Why did Eames have a crisis...
Goren felt what was in his crotch react and harden.
Good God…
So even when Eames was angry with him...
She was making him as many effect.
Just like that moment when she was against him, under the sheets, her intimacy against his member.
Damn it...
But what was taking him...
He must have been seriously tired to feel such things.
Yes...
It was fatigue...
And nothing else.