Night Shift
 

"Ok Lisa...thanks", said Paul to the sexy looking young blond nurse as she gave Paul the note pad, the attached pages having information about some patient's monitor readouts, both Paul and the young lady working late into the night at the local hospital, Paul as a doctor, and the nurse fresh out of grad school.

All alone on the hospital's second floor, Paul and the nurse continued on with their work as all the patients were sound asleep, a nearby clock reading two thirty in the morning. Paul did his job, checking up on some of the patient's readouts when the middle aged man returned to the floor's reception area, again standing by the nurse.

" It's great working nights.", said Lisa, the nurse.

" Yes...it's real quiet up here...all alone...gets kind of eerie at times...but I know what you mean."

The nurse stood behind the counter and kept working, Paul also doing more stuff, both people's minds all absorbed in their task when suddenly Paul and Lisa were startled by the sound of the emergency door down the long hall, the metal thing slamming itself shut. Not expecting anyone, they both looked up and saw the figure of a young dark-haired lady, the woman getting closer and closer. The closer she got, the easier it was for Paul to see more detail. Her dark mane raised to the top of her head, the young woman wore a simple black tube top around her two nice tits and was dressed in well fitting blue jeans with black western boots on her feet.

In no time, she was finally standing about fifteen feet from the counter behind which was the doctor and nurse. As a physician, Paul knew something wasn't right, the young lady didn't seem "fit", she had dark rings under her eyes and despite her attractive looks, the girl had a very hard and "worn out" appearance, anger and determination on her face as well.

Using a concerned tone of voice, Paul asked, " Ma'am...is there something I can do for you?"

" Got anything...uppers or downers?", replied the intruder.

" Um...ah..., what's wrong?", said Paul, obviously already knowing what the problem was, his professional diagnosis telling him she as suffering withdrawal symptoms.

" I want something...anything..., c'mon, this is a fucken hospital..., right...you gotta have dope..., you know...medication."

" Look young lady...why don't you follow me to that other room there and let me have a look at you...you need help."

" Yea...you just wanna check out my tits...fucken pervert...that's what you wanna do...get in my pants!"

" I'm a doctor...just doing what I think is right..., and if you want...the nurse here can come with us...she'll act as a witness if you're more comfortable with that."

" That fucken blond bitch'll be glad to come and watch...she'll probably stand by and finger herself while you try to finger me!"

" C'mon..., it's not like that...you got a problem..., like I said...I'm a doctor...I can help you."

" Then give me what I want. Got any codeine, morphine, speed...you know...shit like that."

" That's not gonna help you...you need the right kind of help...there's a better way for you to handle your problems than always taking drugs."

" I want some pills...anything..., c'mon!", insisted the brunette.

" I'm sorry...it wouldn't be right if I gave you the stuff that's really hurting you..., please..., let me look at you."

" HERE MOTHER FUCKER...LOOK AT THIS!", yelled the drug addict as she reached toward her back and pulled a pistol from her belt, finally aiming the thing at the doctor and the nurse!

Nervously, Paul said, " Just please relax...be careful with that gun."

" Give me what I want."

" Please...I can still help you."

As the nurse stood by and watched the whole scene, she also slowly reached for a nearby phone, wishing to call the police but the brunette saw what she was doing and aimed the gun at her, pulling back at the trigger, sending a bullet into Lisa's chest, the sound of the pistol's discharge muzzled by a black silencer attached to the barrel of the gun.

" SHIT...YOU SHOT HER!", cried Paul, surprise all over his face!

" That's right, asshole...that's fucken right..., now put your fucken hands up and come around up front here!"

Slowly, Paul did as she ordered and eventually stood in the middle of the corridor, looking straight into her angry dark eyes, hearing, " Ok..., now go to where you got all the pills and shit...do it now..., no tricks or you're fucken dead!"

" Ok...just please relax."

" Don't tell me what to do...I got the gun...I'll do what I fucken want..., now go!"

Fear going through the man's system, Paul started walking down the hall with the girl walking behind him, the gun obviously aimed at this back until he finally reached this one door and stopped saying, " Ok...that's the room...all the medicine and pharmaceuticals are stored in there."

" Well...fucken open it...open the fucken door!"

" I gotta reach in my pocket...the keys are in my pocket."

" Ok...but do it slowly, any tricks...and you're dead."

Paul reached into his pocket and produced the keys after which he unlocked the door and opened the entrance, finally reaching in with his right hand and turning on the lights, revealing a small room with shelves to every side, small bottles on the same shelves, each bottle obviously having some kind of label on it.

" Hey yea...", said the drug addict, "...yea...look at all that fucken dope...this place is loaded..., ok, now..., go in all the way...into the room."

" Ok.", replied the doctor, stepping inside.

" Good...now get what I want."

" Um..., what is it exactly that you want?"

" Don't get fucken funny with me..., like I said before..., I want codeine, morphine...shit like that."

" Ok.", said Paul as he took up the stuff and slowly gave it to the girl.

" Very good...now do you got any uppers...stuff that'll make you excited instead of down?"

" We got these pills there...they have the same effect as speed."

" Give 'em to me."

" Here you go."

After she took the stuff, the girl told Paul to stay put as she continued to aim the gun at him with one hand and use her mouth and free hand to open the bottles after which she swallowed a few of the pills from each container.

It didn't take much longer and Paul could see a huge change in the girl, her disposition lit up as a big smile crossed her face, the drugs making her say, " Oh yea...now I'm feeling better...REAL BETTER!"

Again as a doctor, Paul though it his professional duty to say, " Please ma'am, give me the gun..., please..., I'll try to make things go easy on you when the police get here."

" The fucken cops ain't gonna come here while I'm here...you think I'm fucken stupid or something...what about that dead bitch back there...they'll never let me get away with that."

" Please...you need help."

" You fucken asshole...you can't help me...you think you can cure anything..., you conceited arrogant fuck...FUCK YOU!"

" Please turn yourself in."

" No way...but before I kill you...I wanna see you do something."

" What?"

" Step outside that room and go back to the reception area...NOW!"

" OK."

Paul went back to the reception area and came to a halt, the girl obviously walking right behind him.

" Now go behind that counter and strip the dead bitch naked."

" Um...what?"

" You heard...do it!"

Having no choice, Paul went over to the dead woman and slowly removed all of her clothes when he finally heard from the drug addicted criminal, " Good...now role her to her back and spread apart her legs."

He did as he was told. While she laughed at him, the pistol waving girl said, " Open your fly and then kneel down and fuck her...fuck her real good...you do know what I'm taking about...right?"

" Please...ma'am...please...why do you have to do this?"

Suddenly, Paul felt a very sharp sting in his left leg, the girl pulling back at the trigger, shooting the guy!

" There...now do as I say or the next shot'll be the end of you!"

After he fell to the floor because of the wound, Paul slowly crawled over to the naked corpse and mounted the dead body, opening up his pants zipper in the process, finally pulling out his dick.

" Well...get going...fuck her!", said the drug addict.

" Ok..., ok, just give me a few moments."

" What's wrong...can't you get it hard?", mocked the girl.

" I'm too nervous...this whole situation really doesn't make me think of sex."

" Fuck her or I'll kill you."

He couldn't get an erection. However, the guy tried to "fake" it by moving his mid section up and down over the dead body's vaginal opening, hoping he could fool the sick girl.

" Are you really fucking her?", asked the drug addict as she squatted, looking down and over at Paul's crotch area, trying to see between the space separating Paul and the dead lady.

" Yes...I'm doing it", said Paul.

" No you ain't...you ain't hard...you're trying to fool me."

" Please....please...we can settle all this some other way."

" No we can't.", replied the young lady, taking aim at Paul's back.

" NO...PLEASE!"

" Go to hell!"

She pulled the trigger and shot him, the man dying a few seconds later after which the girl took the drugs with her and quickly left the building, disappearing into the night.

The End