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Christy Love's buried in a mountain of homework when Aila Donovan, the school nurse, pops her head in. She's clearing every teacher with a full physical today, and now Christy's up. At first Christy waves her off, too swamped with grading, but Aila's insistent and she finally caves. The second Aila’s palms glide over her skin, everything else vanishes. Christy feels the heat bloom fast, nipples tightening under the firm cup of Aila’s hands. When fingers slide lower, testing ribs, tracing her waist, it’s all Christy can do not to whimper. Aila notices the flush, reaches for Christy’s forehead and thinks fever. Christy’s tongue-tied, because the truth is worse—each stroke is setting her off. She blurts something about being too warm, then starts peeling out of her clothes. Off come the shirt, the bra, the snug slacks, everything dropped until she’s standing bare-assed in the empty classroom. Aila takes one long look and her professional face cracks. They meet halfway. Mouths crash, bare chests press tight, Aila’s thigh slots between Christy’s. Fingers hook into slick heat; Christy lets out a ragged laugh—fuck, she needed this. They tumble onto the desk, papers scattering, and now it’s Christy’s turn to palm Aila’s tits, spread her open, sink two fingers deep and work them until the nurse is cursing her name. No more stethoscopes, no more notes—just two women riding each other hard, hungry to see who can make the other lose it first.