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Two nurses slipped away on company time. Sophie had Bettina first. She slid her fingers between soft, pale thighs and found hair, thick and golden, waiting. Sophie pressed a toy in, slow at first, then harder, until Bettina’s breath caught. They switched without a word. Bettina returned the favor, blonde hair falling across Sophie’s stomach as she worked the same toy into the slick heat between her legs. Both stayed in uniform. The room smelled like latex and skin. They never hurried.