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Stairway to Perdition: Part 2: Francesca

Date: 11/13/2016, Categories: Oral Sex, Author: B0swell0x, Rating: 1, Source: LushStories

he not, so very recently, been thwarted midway through what promised to be a frenetic coupling with Francesca, and then brought back to earth by a wildly satisfying, if somewhat truncated, tit and face job, a strong temptation would certainly have been there. Assuming, that is, his instinctive feeling that she was indeed up for it, was indeed correct. Now out of Julia’s earshot, Heather tore into him. “Why couldn’t you have trusted me and let that go?” she blazed at him. “I haven’t been here very long. This is the first call to do this in your department. How do I know you weren’t trying to trip me up to see if I knew what I was doing?” “Don’t be so fucking stupid you arrogant sod. You have dropped me right in the shit now. I hope you are satisfied, she will take it out on me for that.” “Very sorry, but I really doubt that. She has certainly made you feel stupid. Surely that is where it will end?” said Drew. “You know nothing about her. She will spank my poor arse raw for this!” “Now that’s going way over the top isn’t it? We all know that won’t happen,” countered Drew smiling disbelievingly at her, “We had better get this new batch back before Julia really does blow a fuse.” Heather glared back defiantly saying nothing more. Knowing better, she snapped the top off a new ampoule taken from a box in the cupboard. With a new syringe, she drew the clear, colourless liquid up into the barrel. Capping the needle, they returned to Mr Cook on the X-ray table. Heather bustled off to ... set up the X-Ray machine; Drew put the band back on and quickly located a nice fat vein. “So sorry about that,” he said quietly. Mr Cook smiled anxiously back. “I am bloody glad you did, mate,” he whispered, so Heather didn’t hear from her position in the control cubicle, “Silly moo, she should know what she is doing. I hope she gets one in the jacksey!” “Hmm,” thought Drew to himself, “I wonder if she really did know precisely what was going on, then Julia would have had an excuse to jump on me. Interesting games here... I think... maybe.” He pushed the needle expertly into a nicely protruding vein, drew back a little on the plunger, and was rewarded by a spurt of blood into the fluid in the barrel. Releasing the band, he slowly emptied the contents of the syringe into the vein. “God,” exclaimed Mr Cook after half a minute or so, “that feels just as though someone has just shoved a poker up my arse.” “Sorry about that,” Drew responded, “There are an awful lot of blood vessels around there and it often feels hot like that after the dye has gone round for the first time. It will go off in a second or two.” “Thanks, mate. It just has.” “OKay, you lie there for a while and they will take the pictures in a bit when it has reached your kidneys. I must go and see to the next victim,” joked Drew as he left the room. With that, he went back out into the corridor where Julia immediately pounced on him. “I can see you are on top of things,” she murmured quietly to him as she guided him ...