I got out of my shower and felt like my mind is being taken over by female sensations. I took out the black satin bra i bought yesterday and wore it. As the smooth satin rubbed against my nipples they got taut again. I wore a my regular underwear. I wore the new torn jeans i bought yesterday. The only problem i have with them is the small pockets. They couldn't even fit my phone. I wore the newly bought top and liked how its loose around my breast. But even these tops don't have a pocket.
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I slipped into my new 6 size sandals. My pockets cant hold a phone nor a purse. I held both in my hands and locked the door. I put them in my scooter pocket and drove to the hospital. We wear scrubs under the PPE and they have pockets. But my old scrubs are large so i secretly got some female scrubs from the store. Next day while i was going through the medical records i found some files in the recycle bin. Medical records will never be deleted and i got suspicious. I opened it and it was of my samples. The blood is mine and the tablets she used were flunitrazepam which is used for knocking out people by mixing in the drinks. I checked the ip address which deleted the files and it was nikhitha. I took the print out and went to her room.
