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    The Lost Word – Chapter 7

    Story written on May 3, 2007 by The L Word RPG.
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    Shane embarrasses herself in her sleep, Tasha gets help with her leg and Papi and Carmen talk.

    Slowly and carefully, Paige leaned forward and got a glimpse of Shane sleeping. She couldn’t help but smile, knowing that she was comfortable enough to rest. Then again, taking a second glance, a deep blush started to cover Paige’s cheeks. It was no wonder Shane was comfortable. She’d found herself a pillow…or two.

    Dr. Charlene Wilson

    Dr. Wilson looked at Tasha’s misshapen leg and wished for the second time that she had an MRI machine. The dull ache in her back was starting to become more of a constant and solid pain. She rubbed the muscle at the small of her back with both hands, causing the front of her blouse to tighten.

    She looked at Phyllis. "Go into the woods and get two sticks, long enough to splint Tasha’s whole leg."

    Phyllis Kroll

    Slack-jawed staring at the front of Charlene’s blouse, Phyllis had to shake her head to realize that she’d been spoken to. It wasn’t a suggestion, a comment, or even a nicely put request. Charlene had given her an order.

    Phyllis wanted nothing more than to check her designer panties for a stain. "Hot." Of course she didn’t mean to say that out loud and judging by the doctor’s confused expression, it probably wasn’t well received. "It’s hot out here," she fanned herself, "I’ll go get those sticks."

    The woman had never moved so fast. Sticks, almost perfect in size, were placed in front of Charlene and next to Tasha’s leg. The same serial killer smile crossed Phyllis’ features upon her return. "May I assist you further, doctor?"

    Shane McCutcheon

    Shane had fallen asleep only moments after she leaned back against Paige and luckily enough for her, she didn’t have to deal with the drama that was Phyllis. This time she wasn’t having any painful dreams, she was relaxed and even if her body still hurt when she was awake, at least she didn’t have to feel any of the pain now.

    But after a moment, Phyllis loud voice started to pull her back into the real world, but Shane was too tired to realise what was going on.

    She couldn’t feel her blanket and dreamily thought she must have kicked it down on the floor. Oh well, it wasn’t that cold, she didn’t need it. Truth be told, she was much too exhausted to even bother to reach down to pull it back up into her bed.

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