Lia looked, for a moment, surprised he was asking her to leave. She was so used to being present. Being a nurse, really. But if that was what he wanted...
She pet his hair back, out of his face. "I will wait just outside. If you feel like you might fall, call for me. There is no sense in you busting your skull apart for your own stubbornness. And it would cost me my job, probably." Nothing like a healthy dose of guilt to go with the instruction, Lia decided.
After a moment, however, she stepped outside and shut the door softly behind her. She stood guard outside, trying to tidy her own appearance but feeling uncomfortably warm. Pressing her thighs together beneath her skirts did little to help the sensation. She wondered how difficult it would be for him to maneuver, as tall as he was. She wondered if some of his delusions had a basis in reality.
It was only a few minutes before she let herself back in. To help him, yes, but also to have a bit of privacy. Time to catch her breath. Time to lift her skirt at least slightly, up to her thighs where there was bare skin above her stockings. She didn't really look at him. "Are you still managing?"
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Date: 2016-04-01 03:28 am (UTC)She pet his hair back, out of his face. "I will wait just outside. If you feel like you might fall, call for me. There is no sense in you busting your skull apart for your own stubbornness. And it would cost me my job, probably." Nothing like a healthy dose of guilt to go with the instruction, Lia decided.
After a moment, however, she stepped outside and shut the door softly behind her. She stood guard outside, trying to tidy her own appearance but feeling uncomfortably warm. Pressing her thighs together beneath her skirts did little to help the sensation. She wondered how difficult it would be for him to maneuver, as tall as he was. She wondered if some of his delusions had a basis in reality.
It was only a few minutes before she let herself back in. To help him, yes, but also to have a bit of privacy. Time to catch her breath. Time to lift her skirt at least slightly, up to her thighs where there was bare skin above her stockings. She didn't really look at him. "Are you still managing?"