Nurse's Office
From Torg Adventure
"So, what did you do to deserve this, Jack?" Nancy, the cute, redheaded nurse, asked as they sat in the infirmary.
"I cut myself on my locker. It was jammed and I forced it open," he lied.
"Well, we'll get you all fixed up." As she washed his hand with cleanser, Jack stole glances down her blouse. He could only see the upper curve of her breasts and a hint of lacy white bra. Jack flinched when she patted his hand dry with gauze.
"Hold still."
Nancy applied antibiotic ointment and a 4x4 pad, then wrapped his hand with a roll of gauze. The nurse was very gentle, and Jack delighted at her touch on his skin.
"Does it hurt much, Jack?" she asked.
"The bee sting hurts a lot," he said as he pulled up his sleeve. The site of the sting was inflamed. "I got stung on the way to school."
"With a reaction like that, I'll give you some antihistamine, but that'll make you a little sleepy. You'll have to go home. I know you seniors hate getting sent home early," she said, the last sentence with a decidedly sarcastic tone. She smiled at him. He chuckled. She stood and walked back to her office. Jack watched her ass as she left. His arm was tingling, and, as he waited, it felt like it was moving up his arm.
In a minute, Nancy the nurse returned holding a pink pill and a paper cup of water. Jack swallowed the pill and drank the water. "Oh, and just in case you have a severe reaction to the bee sting, here's an epinephrine shot you can give yourself if you start to go into shock. Just jab it into your thigh if you have trouble breathing or get dizzy, and push the plunger." The nurse handed him a plastic syringe case, which Jack put in his backpack.
"Don't drive like this. Do you need to call someone to pick you up?" she asked. She wrote a note and signed it.
"I just live a few blocks away. I'll walk. Thanks."
"Okay, but take it easy. Take a nap when you get home. Take this to the office, and they'll excuse you."
"Great."
He left, waving at Nancy. The office was right next door. Jack gave his note to the clerk, then walked out of the building toward home.
As Jack approached his house, he got drowsy. By the time he got in the door, he was dragging himself along by force of will alone, his body just wanting to sleep. He pulled on the railing up the stairs and fell into bed. He was asleep in seconds.
