Horny Healing Hands (Sex Hospital, #1)

The doctor left her side, telling her he'd be watching from behind the mirror

but the nature of this therapy was rather private. He made it clear it wasn't

her, it was the patient's privacy request he was meeting. He reminded her of

the third maxim of the Mission Statement: We give ourselves freely, and without

judgement, to the needs of our patients. Inside the room the patient was

walking a treadmill. He had electrodes attached to his chest, wireless

and unobtrusive. He was 5 minutes into his warmup, with 5 minutes remaining.

"Hello, Marcel," she said. "I'll be your physiotherapist today, you just

continue with your warm-up and get a good sweat on before we begin. Let me get

prepared while you finish up." He just watched as she slid out of the white

nurses gown, prepping her breasts and adjusting her garters.