The Doctor Who Fed My Dangerous Need

I was named Nora Lovelace. I was 26 years old and a glamorous white-collar professional. Thanks to my looks, my model-like height, and my long, slender, captivating legs, I was never short on male suitors. However, due to my conservative upbringing, I was always too shy and awkward to handle their advances. Perhaps because I had repressed myself for far too long, I developed a strange, embarrassing condition I could never bring myself to talk about. No matter where I was, I constantly had the urge to seek out secret thrills with strangers. This condition began to interfere with my life, eventually forcing me to see a doctor. The male doctor who treated me was merely a year older than me. He was elegant, charming, and effortlessly witty. Sitting in his consultation room, my mind began to spiral with inappropriate thoughts. I imagined myself climbing onto his desk to seduce him. I also imagined stretching my legs out under the table to rest them on him, using my feet to press and

Dr. Lancaster let out a low groan, but almost immediately, he hung his head, looking utterly mortified. "What's wrong?" I could tell from his expression that something was off. He seemed to have… No, it couldn't be!"I'm sorry, Nora. I just…"As it turned out, Dr. Lancaster had problems of his own. He suffered from a severe case of erectile dysfunction, and in that split second, he'd finished prematurely.It was beyond absurd. How could a doctor who specialized in treating this exact condition be his own worst patient? He was the expert, and he couldn't even cure himself? It was so absurd it was almost unbelievable. "Y-You're kidding me, Dr. Lancaster!" I cried in disbelief. "This is so upsetting. What the hell am I supposed to do now that you're out of commission?"I was already having an episode, and on top of that, I had swallowed the stimulant he prepared for another patient. The frustration was driving me insane. Biting my lower lip, I couldn't help but squirm restlessly

"Of course I mean it!" Dr. Lancaster said. "If I'm lying, then may lightning strike me dead!" After hearing him make such a harrowing vow, I immediately cut him off. "Stop that! Fine, I'll be your girlfriend!""Yes!"My heart swelled. I'd never had a boyfriend before, and I figured this was my chance to see what romance was all about. Plus, he'd assured me that my past wouldn't change how he felt about me.In the days that followed, we talked every day, pouring our hearts out to one another. Our growing feelings gave me a sense of belonging I'd never had. I told him over the phone that I'd give anything to hop on a plane and get back to his side.Unfortunately, as is often the case, things didn't go quite as planned. Due to the unsuccessful negotiations, we were forced to remain in Montelune, and in the blink of an eye, a whole week had passed. The medicine I had brought with me had just run out. Assuming that the negotiations were surely nearing an end and wanting to avoid u