The days felt short while the nights seemed long. Cassandra eyed the clock, groaning to herself. Noon. She should be panicking, be frantically reprimanding herself for being so late and yet… here she was, lying in bed, knowing that on a Thursday… she no more had to leave for her clinic. She turned to her side, to caress Selena’s empty spot only to find Mr. Kitty there. She closed her eyes, wishing she could… in any way, reach that warmth she longed for. It’s been over one month now and so far… everything seemed to have been going well.Maybe she could really do this. Work only for three days and use the rest of the week to spend time with Selena. There was only one slight issue though… the young artist wasn’t by her side. She sighed, wanting to kick herself for being such a coward. She reached for her phone, gazing at the few pictures Cattleya had sent her. All of them displayed the young woman she each night, fantasize about. The cat yawned by her side, lazily dragging its body acr
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Selena watched, feeling hot as one of the models, lowered the zip of her friend’s dress, licking her back as she pushed the sleeves off her shoulders, going down, seductively pulling the dress off. Selena flushed red, seeing how she was wearing a rather revealing black lacy lingerie. Her heart began pounding in her chest and she hastily averted her eyes, reaching to her side, selecting a small brush just to keep herself busy. She flinched when Cattleya ran a finger along her neck, “Don’t miss the show, sweetness. They are doing this just for you.” She swallowed hard, raising her head to find the now half-naked woman, kissing her companion fully on the lips, her hands roaming all over her body. In a snatch the dress was off and now the two of them stood there, in their lingerie. This couldn’t be as bad as it seemed. She could do that! They began dancing seductively and slowly, turning around for her, maintaining eye contact with her, showing off their body. Cattleya te
“Are you already considering an early retirement, doctor?” Cassandra was stunned by the question one of her regular patients asked, “I… no. Is something... different?” The brunette laughed casually, taking a look at the new business card, “Oh well… you’re only working Monday to Wednesday and that’s a bit—” “Unusual?” “Yeah. Getting a booking was so hard this time. My husband almost convinced me to go to the hospital.” “Ah…” She had no idea what to say to that. Well, she was well aware that this decision would affect her patients, especially the regular ones. In case of an eventual emergency, she would always make an exception.It was ten o’clock when she finished. Would she say she was tired? Yes, but there had been worse days. As she exited her office, she was surprised to find Charles still at his desk. She sighed, “I told you not to wait up for me, Charles.” He averted his eyes, putting down his phone, “It’s not safe to be alone here, doctor.” She pursed her lips, shaking her h
~ ~ ~ ~ ~Two weeks later“I didn't want to lead him on. So, I told him that I preferred him as a friend. He said he felt the same.” “No shit.” Megan responded to Selena as she jumped high in the air, slamming that volleyball, sending it strongly to the other side of the net, scoring easily once again against the two women they were playing with.Selena raised her hand, doing a little dance, “Ahaha. Beat that, suckers! We’re in for the win!” Megan arched an eyebrow, sarcastically asking, “Are we really high-fiving again?” “Yes!” “Fine.” She directed her eyes towards Cattleya, smugly asking as she walked to her, “You wanna join, Cat?” Lounging on her beach chair, Cattleya looked at her through the shady Ray-Ban, waggling an eyebrow, “Why, you already tired, lieutenant?” “Don’t get cocky with me. Gimme a sip.” She extended her martini and Megan held it, sipping into it, eyeing her body, “Goddamn, Cat. That bikini leaves little to the imagination. What do you think, Selena?” Selena blu
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ In all the wild activities that were going on right now, Cassandra was sitting under Cat's private gazebo, gazing at Selena with longing. The artist was standing barefoot on the sand and she was painting. She was so beautiful. Like always. She wished she would just look her way, smile at her but the girl had been avoiding her the whole day. She miserably looked at the tiny object she had brought with her, wondering what she was still doing here. “Hey, babe.” She turned to Megan with a small smile, acknowledging her, “Hey.” The lieutenant walked up the small steps, entering the gazebo, sliding on the bench, right beside her. “You not joining us? The bonfire’s lit. Hear that sweet music?” “Mm-hm. Sweet sounds indeed. I was just about to leave in a bit.” She arched an eyebrow, reaching for her hand, gazing at the shiny object she was holding. She chuckled, “Now. That’s something I shouldn’t miss. Now would be a good time to propose. She’s alone.” She solemnly said, “I’m stil
~ ~ ~ ~ ~Cattleya growled, trying not to fall when Megan flung an arm around her shoulder, leaning her whole weight onto her. Megan tossed a glance over her shoulder when she heard the giggles and saw that it was only the two volleyball players she had been flirting with the whole day, “Mmh, don’t fall behind, my loves. I promised you a good night, didn’t I?” Cattleya snapped at her, smelling the strong liquor on her breath, “Shut up, Meg. You’re completely wasted.” She smugly said, blowing in her ear, “Don’t be jelly, Catty. Mmh, I’ve always wondered what it’s like to dominate a dominatrix—” “That’s it.” She viciously let go of the lieutenant who instantly tripped, unable to hold her own. The two women instantly stepped up to catch her in time, laughing now. Cattleya ran her hand in her hair, frustratingly looking at her and then, at them, disregarding her friend completely, “Do whatever you want with her.” “Ms. Kir.” She jerked on the spot, taken aback by the sudden voice. She
Standing in her surgeon attire, surrounded by both Jillian and Emma, Cassandra was preparing herself to perform a hysterectomy with their assistance. Her patient has been put under general anesthesia. She approached the table, held the tool which Emma handed her and made a small incision in her patient’s belly button. Using a laparoscope, a tiny camera was inserted through the cut and an image was projected from it to the screen. As she watched the image, examining the internal organs, she made two other tiny incisions in the lower abdomen before proceeding for the removal process. Two hours later, when the surgery was completed and Jillian was attending to the now awake patient, Cassandra spent a good time meticulously washing her hand with antibacterial soap. She wore back her white coat, exited the room, nodding towards the patient’s husband, signalling him to proceed to her office. She opened the woman’s file, jotting down some medications as well as advising the husband about
Cassandra jerked awake, when freezing water slammed against her face, knocking the breath out of her. She inhaled sharply, instinctively pulled at her hands to find out she couldn’t move them. Her eyes adjusted to the light and among the icy droplets that dripped from her hair, she made out the dark shape looming over her, her heart pounding in her chest.When her vision cleared, she impassively gazed at Charles. She exhaled slowly, shaking her hands to test out the cable ties which were locked around her wrists onto the arms of a metal chair. Too strong. Her feet were also locked together. She eyed the room, realizing that she was still in her clinic, in her laboratory.“It’s futile to resist, doctor.” She frowned at him, “What do you want from me?” He raised the post-it note, shifting through the small pages. He gazed at it, muttered something under his breath and slid it back in his pocket. He approached her, raising his hand to caress the area near her temple, noting the injury ma