Doctor Abigail part 1

"Abby help me...my leg...I think you broke my leg" She was yelling in pain.

That dam nightmare again, It kept coming back randomly. I could see her falling and she did hit the ground in my dream, that sexy woman, unknown. Does that mean she died? I tried to identify her, no luck.

I rubbed my eyes and instructed my smart home to start the waking up process, open lights gradually going to full intensity in a 23 minute cycle, coffee machine starting, latest medical news downloaded to my 85 inch monitor in my living room and the messages from my cell phone.

I lived in a beautiful 3000 square feet condo in the tower unit above my hospital. These modern facilities are perfect for the various health care providers but also for the institutions since I was, we were only minutes from the ER if need be.

"Message from ER2 want to hear it now?" my sexy male assistant smart home voice asked me. Yes, a bit sexist I know.

"Yes play the message please"

"Hello doctor Deschamp it's Nat from ER2, I have an ex-athlete from the SP2R program with a possible broken leg and since I know you are the designated doctor for their group would you be available for a quick eval?"

"Advise Nat in ER2 that I'm on my way, eta 5 minutes" I said up in the air to nowhere in particular. I couldn't stop thinking of another ex-athlete injured, were they pushing them too much? Ex Olympian stars that wouldn't quit until they were crippled or dead?

I slid on my right leg, my custom leg brace that started below my foot to way past my knee. Light, slim, strong and sexy flat black almost invisible when wearing black pantyhose and without that brace I couldn't walk on my leg period.

"Message sent"

I grabbed my instruments, cell phone and walked out toward the elevators, the door opened and at the same time my condo door locked itself. I had been at "General Hospital" since graduating some years ago. Orthopaedic specialist I was at the front end of various new therapies.

I had been part of that SP2R program in college for top athletes. I was a gymnast in my days and in my third year, during the off season while playing polo at home with friends my right leg was crushed between 2 horses and that was the end of my career. After almost a full year in traction, full leg cast, short leg cast, crutches and boot, to complete my rehab I was left with a full time leg brace and bad limp from that experience.

I always wanted to be a doctor but maybe not a bone specialist. I'm single with various short term relationships over the years to show for and friends with benefits when needed.

During that year after my accident, my sexual interest moved from beautiful and intelligent ladies of all ages mostly athletes or former athletes to now beautiful and smart women but injured, broken in various ways.

Don't be too quick to judge me.

First I'm a doctor, healing is my priority at all times. I can't explain or try to understand the sexual attraction I have towards "my" injured women. I read once that I was replacing the hard penis of men with a hard cast between my long legs, that's way too simple of an explanation. The attraction is so much more complex.

"Hello Nat" I walked past her slightly limping, not using any walking stick today.

"We have a 32 year old lawyer/ rock climber today with possible tibia and fibula fracture" Nat said.

"Thank you Nat, you have a great tan, where did you go?"

"Jamaica doctor" She said smiling.

"Very nice, I'm jealous now you need to tell me all about it over a glass of wine soon" I said walking towards the room that Nat was pointing at. I walked in the room and grabbed the chart from the end of the bed. Without hesitation the patient said

"I'm Marianne" I looked on the gurney at the woman, surprised, "My name is Marianne Slowey"

My eyes went from her broken tibia, fibula and possible femur to her deep blue eyes and lips. Shit I could feel the heat rise and my face turned red, I twisted my legs by pure reflex and felt part of my leg brace rub against my vagina, it just went so darn high on my leg.

Our eyes met again. I glanced back down to her beautiful long leg, twisted and bent, now outside its splint they used for her safe transport.

"Hello. I'm Dr." I stopped half way through my introduction looking at her small foot intact from her fall. How could that be? It always surprised me that you can break or shatter your leg like I did years ago and yet her sexy little foot just sat there at the end of her broken leg. Flawless, un-injured it looked so feminine, I could imagine that it would be soft and smooth under my lips, and her healthy long toes.

"Be professional Abigail, stop licking your lips" I told myself in my mind smiling.

"What's so funny, doctor? I'm in a lot of pain here" Marianne said.

"I'm so sorry miss Slowey, I'm Doctor Abigail Deschamps and I will take care of your broken leg" and hopefully much much more... I dreamed.

Part 2 to come

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