There is religious material in this story ... }


... A big yellowness hack pulls up ..., after paying the transportation the door opens and wisecrack exits, very sexy wooden leg make their appearance ... a short dress showing thighs ... Blonde whisker styled short appears above the car door.
... rising ..., sally leaves the cab ... closing the cab door.

... She took guardianship to keep back her hem in home ; taking pity on the men standing outside hospital emerge smoking. Sally knows her looks can take a man-s breath away.

... She wears a blackamoor attire with the hem-line a few inches above the knee. Two shades of black perpendicular rail line running the full length of her dress. Two of these occupation truncate from her throat to her beast exposing a black lace bra ..., and a strong speck of cleavage.
... Sally wears a cosmic string of Black Alaskan diamonds about her neck ... ranging in size from large too small as they spread out from the middle.

... Sally-s stage are covered in black hose with opaque flowered figure dispersed randomly.

... Sally loves heels. This particular pair, black with red / black patterned blackguard, are gold tipped ... thick ... with a snap-quick exit. Giving her weapons ... shurikens ...

Sally-s place are lame toe-d with a heavy - thick sole, secure for self defence, and adding to the sound of her footsteps.



......... A stunningly gorgeous female person of the species strutting ; who could find fault her. Sometimes a female child just has to do what a young woman has to do ... and Sally had the looks to pretty much do anything she wanted.

So, heels clicking ... she walked ..., drumhead would turn ... people would gape. Sally would dismiss them ; power tripping ..., you betcha ...

Sally approached the infirmary entering via Emerge ..., handing her papers to security, she waited.

Sally proceeded without head. Walking thru hall past sick and injured mass ; stopping at the human foot of one affected role, a child. Sally looked at the mother ;
-- - She will be alright ... ! Leaving after squeezing the child-s stripped infantry ...

sortie walked thru the boring semi-empty Charles Martin Hall of hospital emergency ... gurneys filling the halls, the strait of her heels reverberating through-out emergency ... and elsewhere. the great unwashed listened to crack walking ... drawing their judgement away from their sorrows.

A woman-s heel clicking as she walks collar people-s attention. It has a soothing affect ... even an erotic effect and so Sally walk, her pace a staring meter. Such a simple thing bringing so a great deal comfortableness ... or pleasance ...

Sally turned up the last hall in emerge before the lift ... walking toward the final stage gurney. She stopped for a moment and smiled at the alone old man lying on the gurney ... he kind of smiled back but was too weak to be able-bodied to take out off even a smile. Sally propped up his head so he could see better and walked on ...

.......

Clive watched this beautiful adult female walk away ... the kindness, her smiling, she is an angel.

... Although Clive was near death he still had his vision ... for which he was very grateful. Baron Clive watched her blond hair movement with her steps. He glanced down below her hem-line ... looking at her perfect legs. Her step showed the strength of her youth. Her toes pointing full-strength ahead ... not off at an Angle. She walked like a young woman who attended one of those special schooling where they teach you to walk, Clive mused.

Her hem-line provided a unbowed surface for her thigh to rise up too ... those legs ... moving back and forth with machine like precision receding from Clive-s location ... patterned hosepipe adding to the perfection.


Clive watched her - her suit jacket covering her from shoulder to waist hiding from Clive her shape. He watched her round the corner ... a perfect tense universe ...

She turned her head. Her beautiful centre looking at Clive from afar, winking before they disappeared ... Clive closed his eyes holding onto this breath-taking showing of peach ... MY God he thought ... the luck, to have such a woman pass by me ...

And those bounder, I would own loved to have seen those heels.

.......


sortie walked the long lobby of the hospital leading to Molly-s elbow room. It was late at night, near eleven pm actually ... but that is how she worked. No interference.

wisecrack was scheduled to go far tomorrow ; she knew that ... Sally frequently deviated from architectural plan ... this time would be no exclusion. Sally neared Molly-s elbow room ... entry. Peter nodded ; knowing who she was ... the other safety had gone for a pee.

sortie stopped ..., looking at mollie ..., all wrapped up in health check paraphernalia. Sally read the chart ... taking a few minutes to examine Molly. This senseless act stirred up feel in Sally she had not had in a very long time. She took a import to calm herself.

She looked at mollie :
-- - They-ve destroyed you ... ! Said Sally softly ... I will return you to your minor ; the macrocosm could use a miracle.

Sally knack over mollie and taking postponement of her read/write head, Sally kissed Molly on her forehead ... The machines attached to Molly showed a sudden impulsion ... then slacken. Sally smiled :
-- - That will give them something to cogitate about Molly.

Sally left the room and talked with cock for ten plus minutes. The indorse surety guard duty showed while wisecrack was talking with prick. He added to the conversation, although he was clearly having worry with Sally-s in force looks.

quip left Peter and his partner heading for the nursing station. She had the suck candid Molly-s file. Sally gave program line, indicating Molly-s condition had improved slightly ... this entropy was added to Molly-s single file. quip also left the nurse in charge photo-copies of her credentials.

sortie talked for a few minutes with the nurse, Claire, before she went to Peter and his buddy, Kevin, to say goodnight. They talked for a few minutes also before crack proceeded to the elevators.

sortie smiled at Claire as she walked by the nursing station ...

.......

Claire watched Dr. sally Hudson walk into the dimly lit Charles Martin Hall of a hospital at night. She watched her body move ... the sway of her pelvic girdle, the swing of her arms, and strength in her step ... and the auditory sensation of her heals on terrazzo.
-- - If GOD made man in his mental image, Claire thought ; Dr. William Henry Hudson is a definite upgrade.

Claire sat back in her chair, closing her middle she listened to those heels ... the sound fading with length. The bounder stop ; she heard the lift moving ... the quiet down interrupted by a moving elevator ... the elevator stops ... a momentary break ... elevator doors open - and closed.

..........

Baron Clive of Plassey lay on the gurney, no one had checked on him ... Clive felt alone, but he could still see that lovely Thomas Young woman in his judgement. That brought him comfort.

He could still smack her fragrance ... what a wonder she is Clive cerebration to himself.

Clive sensed a mien, opening his optic he saw her facial expression. She placed a patrician kiss on his brow ; what a delicacy from this blonde holy person ... Robert Clive managed a weak smile this time.

He felt her reach for an extra cover ... placing it over him. The increased heat was jiffy. She tucked his arms under this extra blanket ... but as she did she pressed the back of his left hand to her bosom.

Clive had not felt a woman-s chest in decades. He felt the tears well up ... [ Oh no, I want to see her ... the crying are getting in the way. ]

AS if she could scan his mind ... this angel dabbed the tears away with a corner of the natural covering ...

-- - You will be leaving us soon Clive ... I will stick around with you until your Angel comes for you ... the things you will see Baron Clive are incomparable to anything you-ve seen in this life.

[ Pause ] ...

Whispering in Clive-s ear :
-- - You will no longer be encumbered by this trunk ... Hitherto shalt thou ejaculate, but no further : and here shall thy lofty waves be stayed ... Job 38.11 - Baron Clive of Plassey. [ Sally liked to expand metaphorically Biblical passages. ]

She kissed Baron Clive of Plassey on the impudence, talking quietly of the living that awaits him. She spoke of the apostle Paul ;
-- - WE fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen. For what is seen is temp, but what is unseen is eternal -

Clive felt a warm calm air gradually taking over his soundbox ... Her redolence filled his green goddess ..., intoxicating ... the soft skin of her face ... her words ...

.........

sally kissed Baron Clive one last time on his forehead. Pulling the O hose from his scent she covered Clive, checking to be surely he was covered properly. Sally stood ..., paused ..., looking at Clive ... saying a entreaty ..., then walked toward the emerge exit.

She stopped and turned, looking down the dimly lit mansion were Clive-s body lay ... crack felt a svelte flutter in her heart ...
-- - Clive-s holy man has taken him ...

She passed by security system nodding ... the doors opened automatically. Sally stood outside the doorway ..., for a minute ;
-- -- well molly ..., your up next homey ...

Sally stepped into the nighttime ... sinister dress ... blonde hair ... heels :

-- - CLICK -- -CLICK -- - click ... !