Charlotte couldn't help but smile at that. A small smile that appeared at the corner of her lips, still wet with tears and my fluids. A smile she immediately tried to hide by biting her lip, but it was too late. I saw it.
I smiled even wider.
"Now, Nurse Charlie," I said, my tone as serious as a doctor about to perform a crucial procedure. "I'm going to give you that injection you asked for. But you need to cooperate, understand?"
Charlotte nodded, her wet eyes still staring at me with a mixture of fear and anticipation. "I understand, doctor."
I reached for her slender ankles, still wrapped in those thin white stockings. I lifted them high, almost bending her until her thighs touched her stomach. Then I patted her thigh.
"Hold here," I commanded. "Use both hands. Don't let go."
