Chapter 20 - The Seduction Continues

Laying on their sides facing one another Ken and Susan just stared lovingly into each other’s eyes until they were both able to speak.

Her voice was sweet and melodious. “Ken, that was absolutely wonderful! Thank you!”

“Your very welcome Baby!” He leaned over to run his fingers through her hair and kiss her temple.

“I want to make you feel good too.” Susan reached down to touch Ken’s deflated wet cock.

“Whoa…..,” he exclaimed! “Sweetie it’s still sensitive down there! There will be plenty of time for that later.” He grabbed her hand and lifted it to his mouth to tenderly kiss it’s palm. “Honey, why don’t we get you on the commode to expel that enema that’s still in you.” He had an extra surprise in store for her.

Ken took steady hold of her elbow to help her up off the bed. He held the nozzle embedded up her bottom in place while he wheeled the IV pole behind her. They both walked cautiously towards the bathroom. Her bottom was still slightly pink from the mild spanking he had just given her. He smiled as he focused his eyes on the lost enema nozzle that was deeply locked in between her cute rounded buns. His eyes traveled down to see her slender ankles trimmed with his white socks shuffling carefully. The entire sight of Susan’s dainty posterior from her feet up to her bottom, was quite irresistible and erotically appealing to say the least.

“Ken, am I leaking?” Susan was leaning over slightly holding her extended stomach.

He smiled impishly again. “NO baby, you’re fine back here, just fine”

When they reached the commode Ken had her straddle the toilet backwards. The nozzle was still deeply-seated up her rear end when he had her mount the toilet seat. He helped her lean over to hug the back of the receptacle. Not too close because he wanted easy access to her pussy.

“Ken, what are you doing?

“Trust me baby.” He placed her arms over the toilet tank’s cover and positioned her fingers to curve under it’s porcelain ridge. “That’s it. Hold on and keep your legs spread wide open as if you were doing a grand plea in ballet.”

“Ken, I need to expel!” Susan began to get excited!

He huskily whispered. “ Baby, you will, in just a few moments.”

Ken leaned over to retrieve something that appeared to be a small vibrating device. Suddenly Susan heard an oscillating sound. “What’s that?” She asked excitedly.

“It’s a vibrator for that sweet pussy of yours. I’m going to place it against your clit and when you’re ready to climax I’ll pull out the enema nozzle for you to expel.”

“I’m going to come again? You said only two orgasms!”

He soothingly cooed. “Well, I lied chipmunk!” He kissed her on the top of her head.

Ken stooped down besides the commode and than gently placed the vibrating toy against Susan’s sensitive clitoris. Her body jerked up and reared forward from it’s initial vibrating touch. “It’s all right honey, relax and enjoy this new sensation!” His other hand splayed across her bottom making sure that the end of the nozzle rested and jutted out in between his middle fingers. The enema bag and tube hung limply from it’s IV pole leading to the nozzle still rooted up and into her small ass. He applied a little pressure against her ass cheeks with his flared out hand as his other hand worked with the vibrating tool against her pussy.

This was a very different concentrated stimulation for her! At first it felt like little shock waves passing through her.

“OH KEN!” She cried out!

“Easy baby!”

She yelled again. “OH KEN!” Her abdominal muscles caved inward in quick succession.

“That’s it honey. Let it happen!”

Sitting now with one slender leg on each side of the toilet, her nude body began to stretch erotically. On either side of the commode she began to push the balls of her socked feet up and down against the bathroom floor. Ken could tell that she was enjoying this. He lovingly asked, “Does my anal sex kitten like this?”

“OH YES, YES, I DO, I DO!” With an erect curved back, her eyes tensely fixated straight ahead on the bathroom tile wall. She stretched strained arms out across the toilet’s tank cover. Susan’s knuckles began to turn white from holding on tightly to it’s covering. After just a few moments of this new elation Susan began to feel that slow build up of a huge flood of water filling her up again. “KEN, KEN!” Her loud voice echoed against the bathroom tile walls!

“Come for me again baby! Come for me!” Ken’s splayed hand against her bottom felt her buttocks squeezed tightly together.

“KEN, KEN, KEN! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH” Her ear splitting screams continued to bounce off the tile walls!!

“ARE YOU COMING SUSAN?”

She tautly stretched her arms out in front of her. Her flexed toes pushed hard against the tile floor. Her back rigidly arched and she raised her chin high. Somewhere beneath her insides, a dam was crumbling and bursting wide open again! “YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!” She cried out as her tightly drawn body jerked forward and made little bounces off the toilet seat. It was at this precise moment that Ken pulled out the enema nozzle that was impelled up her rump. Torrents of water came pouring out of her backside as Ken still held the vibrator against her swollen clitoris. This orgasm was fast, intense and at the end, piercingly uncomfortable.

She screamed! “NO MORE, NO MORE KEN!” She pushed the vibrator along with his hand away from her and than her body slumped forward on the top of the porcelain tank! She was breathing heavily and tightly cupping her short mound of pubic hair with both palms of her hands as her head lay on the toilet tank’s cover. “Ohoooo,” she moaned. Ken it hurts! My clit hurts!”

Ken became concerned. “OK, sweetheart, no more! Perhaps we overdid it a bit!” He stood up to massage her lower back and belly. “Let the enema drain out of you, sweetie!”

“Ken, please leave.” She whimpered.

He huskily whispered in her ear. “It’s only water Susan.” He wrapped his muscular arm around her back as he continued to massage her abdomen. The gently rubbing helped her insides to purge steadily. He switched positions by placing his left arm across Susan’s chest while his right hand stroked the small of her back. Susan placed her mouth against his moist muscle bound arm and sucked on it while the contents of her entrails emptied into the porcelain bowl. “That’s it baby, let all the fluid go.” He kissed the back of her head and stroked her lower back at the same time.

He kept this going until she completely discharged the enema. When he knew for sure that she was finished he than gently wiped and washed her back opening while her slack body sat motionless in a bestride position over the toilet.

Ken placed his hand under Susan’s elbow to help her up off the commode. “Susan, are you OK?”

Still breathing heavily she answered, “I’m fine Ken. That last orgasm was so intense!

He smiled. “I know honey. I could definitely tell!”

“May I please take another shower?”

“Sure.” Ken walked over to put the gas log on in the fireplace. “I swear Susan, I think you’re the cleanest girl I know.” Ken turned to notice she was rubbing the front of her snatch with a frown on her face. She appeared to be in discomfort. He was alarmed! “Suzy, what’s the matter?”

She pulled her hand away. “Nothing’s the matter.”

“Don’t you give me that! Come over here and let me take a look at you.”

“NO!”

He said sternly, “You should know by now that ‘NO’ doesn’t cut it with me, Susan.” He grabbed her hand and pulled her over as he backed up to sit down on a bathroom stool. “Spread your legs a little, Susan.”

She protested. “KEN, I told you I don’t want to be treated like a patient!” She tried to tug herself away from him.

Still holding tightly to her hand he looked up at her adoringly and his voice softened. “Susan, please do as I ask!” She relaxed and allowed him to have his way.

Before he touched her he looked behind her to see her reflection in the tall mirror. Once again he got to feast his eyes upon her entire nude posterior. She looked delightful with her white ankle socks at the end of long, slender, spread legs.

With his left hand he stretched the upper part of her vaginal lips to get a good view of her love button. He noticed it was slightly pink with irritation. He lightly touched it. Susan jerked backwards away from his hand. Ken quickly looked up towards her wincing face. “It’s tender there, isn’t it sweetie?

“Yes,” she whimpered, “just a little.”

“That part of your body isn’t use to all this activity. I’ll apply some medicine on it later for you. We’ll take a rest for now, OK doll face?”

“But I thought this would be the night that…..”

“Susan where is it documented that you have to relinquish your virginity tonight? There’s still the early or later morning hours.”

“You haven’t changed your mind, have you, Ken?”

He smiled at her. “You’re a silly girl! No, Susan I haven’t changed my mind.”

“All right then.” She made a sigh of relief. “I suppose that would be the wise thing to do.”

His large frame stood up. “We’ll take a shower together than have the wonderful dinner I planned. Are you still hungry?”

“Yes, I’m famished!”

“Terrific!” While crouching down in front of her he gave her one of his indecent grins. Sitting her down on the low stool he began to help remove her socks from her dainty feet. You’ll discover I’m a great cook, Susan.” He impishly smiled again. “In addition to everything else I do!”

“You’re such a self-admiring scamp, Ken!”

“And you love me for it!” He pinched her behind.

Her body pitched forward. “OHOOO”, she whooped!

Still laughing, Ken got up and opened the shower glass door and opened the taps. As the room filled up with steam their eyes never left each other’s faces. Boldly they surveyed each other’s splendid naked bodies. Ken stepped into the shower pulling Susan in after him. He turned her around, leaned her forward and guided her palms up to rest against the tile shower wall. He let them both get thoroughly wet under the warm shower’s spray before he lathered his hands and began to rub them briskly over her dainty back. He smoothed his hands over her derrière. His slippery fingers found there way inside the sweet division of her backside.

She moaned with pleasure. “Hey wise guy, you washed me back there already!”

“Would you deprive me the enjoyment of washing your cute rear end again? I think not. Besides we both know how much you love it when I touch you there!” His husky voice reverberate against the tile wall.

“Smart aleck, not only do you ask the questions but you answer them as well!”

“Hush!”

He turned her around and handed her the soap. She returned the favor by turning him around and scrubbing his back, standing on tip toe to wash his broad shoulders. She watched how the soapy lather trickled past his lean waist, the curve of his back, and over the hard muscles of his buttocks. She too took her soapy hand and washed in between his buttock crack.

Ken’s body flinched slightly forward. “Whoa there! Watch it lady!”

“Silence! Now it’s you’re turn to hush up!”

“Yes mam!”

From behind she brought her hand around to wash his hard cock that again stood to attention. Gently she wrapped soapy fingers around his penis to go up and down it’s swollen shaft. He too moaned in pleasure.

They faced each other. He took the soap from her to wash her breasts, squeezing them gently between his soapy fingers. He laughed out loud in delight when he saw the soap cascade down over her pink nipples. His hands moved down her ribs, abdomen and ended lathering her soft delta of short cropped pubic hair.

“Feel good baby?”

Susan closed her eyes as her head went back in enjoyment. “Mmmmm!” They clutched one another and kissed. After making sure they were fully rinsed from soap, Ken broke the embrace and cut off the water. He helped her out of the shower, wrapped her in a white fluffy absorbent towel and blotted her dry in front of the fire. He dried himself haphazardly.

“Honey, let me put some of that ointment on your clit to help ease that irritation.” She let him. They dressed and proceeded downstairs.

…

It was close to eight o’clock when they finally sat down to eat veal scaloppini, pasta, salad and wine. Dinner was topped off with taramesu and coffee in front of a roaring fire in the spacious living room. They both began to feel very mellow and relaxed from all the wine they drank.

“Dinner was wonderful, Ken! You certainly are a Ken-of-all- trades!” Susan stood up slowly and lifted her dress to straddle Ken’s opened thighs on the settee. She began to press her pelvis against his hard member. “However, it wasn’t necessary to make dessert. I thought that dessert was going to be one another?” She asked flirtatiously.

He grinned. “Well, I guess we’ll just have to have two desserts.” Ken looked down to see a furry snatch between a red garter belt. He began to laugh huskily. “It appears that someone else forgot their pants tonight.” Lifting his face towards her comely face he began to lovingly knead her exposed buttocks.

Remembering what he had said earlier, she smiled at him impishly. “I thought it would save time.”

“I created a monster!” He laughed even harder! “My little anal sex kitten is getting frisky, I see.” He wrapped his arms around her slender waist and squeezed her tightly. He cooed affectionately, “does my baby’s pussy still feel sore?”

“No, it’s a lot better. That ointment did the trick!” With her arms around his brawny neck she looked down to give him an alluring, enticing expression. She began to pout her full lips. “I want to go upstairs now, Ken.”

Ken took one look at those luscious, irresistible full lips of hers and he obediently complied. “Anything you say baby, anything!”

When they reached Ken’s room a second time that evening, clothes came off the both of them much faster. Ken quickly put on a condom, scooped Susan in his arms and carried her over to the bed. He settled her on the soft cool sheets following with his own body. He turned on his side to face her. “I’m still afraid I’ll crush you, Susan. You’re so fragile.”

“I won’t break Ken.” He leaned over to fuse his lips with hers, melding their mouths together and sealing them in heat. His fingers came down to slip between her thighs. Fingers gentle, stroking, caressing her moist canal with such accuracy. Susan could hear her own labored breathing.

“Love me Ken.”

“I am loving you Susan.” He cautioned himself to be careful and gentle. He positioned himself over her and introduced himself into her body with tentative probing. When her body accepted that much of him he pressed a little deeper. He was carefully studying her face to see her teeth clamp down on her bottom lip when he encountered the thick membrane of resistance.

“Susan!”

“Don’t stop, Ken!” With both her splayed hands she began to apply pressure on his back and buttocks to help him penetrate her.

His head went back in gratification! “God, Susan you feel so good!” The hardest thing he ever had to do was curb his passion for her in fear that he would hurt her more than necessary. He loved her too much to frighten her. With meticulous care and sensitivity he slowly and painstakingly sank into her tight vault. He stopped and kissed her mouth softly. Her green eyes fluttered open. “ Am I hurting you, Susan?”

She shook her head. Ken knew she was lying. “Try to relax honey. It will make it easier.” First pumping slowly he began to merge deeper into her love tunnel. He was smooth, hard and warm. He was beautiful! He was a man! Her first man and hopefully her last! She buried her face against his hard breast sipping the moisture streaming down his chest. From underneath his hands cupped her bottom drawing her closer towards him. She groaned as sensation after sensation rippled through her with each forward movement of their pelvises.

With one strong lunge of his pelvis, Ken thrust his hard sex up into her, rupturing through her thick membrane. A shooting searing ache vibrated through her. Susan’s throat arched and she cried out in pain! He too yelled out locked in the throes of an exquisite sexual climax! God, it had been a longtime since he came inside a woman!

He nestled his face against her slender neck breathing heavily. Ken began to kiss the base of her throat with smothered kisses. “My sweet Susan. I’m sorry I had to hurt you!” Ken than gently withdrew his penis from her vaginal opening.

Susan could feel a sticky wetness between her legs. “I’m fine Ken.” She placed her hand against his face to lovingly lift and caress it. Using her eyes to convey unspoken words she told him that it was all right. He leaned over to kiss her on the mouth repeatedly.

Carefully Ken got off the bed and looked down to see a blood stain on the sheet directly in between Susan’s thighs. “I’ll run you a warm bath, Susan. It will help ease some of the discomfort.”

He came back to carry her gingerly to the bathroom. He than placed her in the old fashion tub of warm water that lie under a huge fanned out stain glass window. She raised her chin. “Ohooo,” she moaned. The warm water was soothing to her inflamed insides.

Lovingly he bathed her as he gently spoke. “The next time we have sexual intercourse, it will be much better and enjoyable for you, Susan.”

She said softly. “Ken, I know that.” She could tell from the pain expression on his face that he felt guilty for having hurt her. “Darling, millions of women surrender their virginity everyday.”

He cradled her cheek in his hand. “I’m fully aware of that chipmunk, but they’re not all you.”

The evening ended with them falling a sleep in each other’s arms. When Ken woke up the next morning to see Susan’s angelic face sleeping along side of him he was the happiest man in the world! Since his wife’s death he couldn’t remember when he last experienced anything at all that was so good and positive. Up and till he met Susan a little over a week ago he had been like a walking vegetable. He loved her. Loving her made everything seemed different. There was hope again in his life. It had been a very long time since he had felt such sublime joy! It was his second chance at happiness AND nothing in this world would ever take it away from him again!

…

The onset of the following week was a great one. Ken felt fantastic! Everyone including Mark and Sr. Kate saw a significant difference in Ken. He was floating on air! It had been a long time since they both had seen him very happy. Even the patients on their way out of his office would ask Sr. Kate, “What has come over Dr. Ken? He seems so jovial”

However, by the end of the week circumstances had exorbitantly changed between Susan and Ken.

Ken had decided one night to surprise Susan and meet her at the ballet studio where she took weekly lessons. Instead he was the one who got a surprise! Apparently, this was not a dance class with only females in attendance as previously witnessed by him. Much to his annoyance there were men participating in this lesson. He didn’t appreciate the way some of them were looking at his Susan. He cringed and was incensed with jealousy every time one of the male dancers placed their hands on Susan’s body to lift her up in the air. He thought two men in particular( they appeared to be foreign) were being overly chummy with her. He shifted uncomfortably in his seat each time he saw both these men cup one of her buttocks. Finally, after an agonizing hour of watching this display of (in his eyes) unsuitable advances, the class ended with every student clapping for the instructor.

In addition to everything else he thought Susan’s tights and leotards were a bit too scanty for his tastes. Her leotards had gathered in between her buttock crack making it appear she had on a thong over her tights.

Susan was smiling and wiping the perspiration off her face with a towel as she approached Ken. From the corner of his eye he could see a few female and male dancers congregating in a huddle, whispering and gaping at Susan and himself. He sneered at them.

“Ken, what a nice surprise! Did you enjoy the class, honey?”

“Don’t call me honey!” Susan noticed the irate expression on his face along with the bitterness in his voice.

Susan was stunned at his anger and asked sweetly. “Ken, what’s wrong?”

He said curtly as he angrily eyed her up and down. “Go put your clothes on and cover yourself up. I’ll meet you across the street at the diner.” His burly frame abruptly turned on its heel and walked out of the studio in a huff.

Susan met him there and sat opposite him in one the booths. She noticed from the moment she sat down he was still annoyed and angry. She was racking her brains out and couldn’t imagine what it possibly could be that had outraged him so! He didn’t say a word to her at first. From across the table all that was visible to Susan was Ken’s angry stare and flexing cheekbones.

She made an attempt to slide her small hand across the table top to gently stroke his hand. He pulled it away abruptly. The rebuke was hurtful and she was beginning to lose her patience. “OK, big guy what seems to be the problem?”

“Is there a problem, Susan?” His nostrils flared. “You tell me!”

Just like a man, she thought. He’s going to play twenty questions before she finds out what really is wrong! She tried to keep her voice calm and even. “Well, apparently the problem is, that you have a bug stuck up your ass. Being a proctologist, perhaps you should first go into the boy’s room and remove it before this discussion continues?”

“That’s funny coming from you! Tonight I saw strange men with practically their hands up your ass!”

“I think you’re mistaken doctor! It is YOU, who literally has had his hands up my ass! Or have YOU forgotten?” It was at that moment that the waitress brought them two glasses of water. The young girl’s face turned crimson at what she had just heard and quickly walked away from the table.

“Don’t you mouth off at me young lady! Last week I saw only women in your ballet classes. Where the hell did those Slavic Casanovas come from?”

Susan was shocked and appalled by his behavior! “My God, I don’t believe this is happening? You’re jealous!” She began to laugh at him!

“You’re damn right I’m jealous!” Her laughter was making him furious.

“Ken, that was an Adagio class where dancers learn the art of duet dancing with a male counterpart. If you go to the ballet, Ken, you will see that ballerinas don’t lift themselves off the ground my themselves!”

He paid no heed to what she just said and started spewing from the mouth. “You didn’t answer my question! Who the hell were those two communists that had their grubby paws all over you? Christ, the fucking bastards looked like they both were copping a feel!” His face was turning red with envious rage!

Susan continued to look at him in complete shock and disbelief! “That’s absurd! They weren’t doing any such thing Ken, and you very well know it! As dancers we all know how to act accordingly! Furthermore, they are Russian, NOT communists! They studied with outstanding teachers with the Russian Ballet. Surely you noticed that Igor and Boris are both very accomplished, outstanding dancers!”

“I don’t give a damn if they are Najinski and Baryshnikov! They look fucking prissy to me! My God, Igor and Boris! With names like that, they both belong in a horror movie! Where the hell is Igor’s hump?”

“You sound like your brother!” She was disgusted at his ridiculous outburst!

“You leave my brother out of this!” He took a breath. “I want you to stop going to these classes, Susan! I absolutely forbid it! I won’t have my girl being touched inappropriately by two Russian pricks! Do you understand?”

She studied him carefully before finally speaking. “Yes, I think I’m beginning to understand perfectly!” Her eyes began to change in color as she narrowed them in anger, “YOU forbid it, do you? I’m your girl, huh? Let me make it very clear to you, Ken! I’m nobody’s girl! I’m my own person. I can see that your just another chauvinistic male who wants to control ME. You’re tying to run my life! Well, wise guy, it’s not going to happen! Do YOU understand THAT?! You think NOW after screwing me, you own me. Well, guess what? You don’t own me and you damn well aren’t going to tell me what to do and what not to do! I experienced that to the hilt with my dominating aunt!” With that angrily said Susan got up from her seat!

“Susan you come back here right NOW! I’m NOT finished talking with you, yet!” By this time everyone in the diner were turning their heads and looking disapprovingly at them.

Susan angrily peered at him and shouted. “OH YES YOU ARE!” She quickly turned in a huff and stormed out of the eatery to go to her car.

Ken haphazardly threw a dollar bill on the table, swung his jacket over his shoulder and left the diner in a hurry to follow her home in his SUV. Susan cried all the way as she drove back home. The disappointment she felt towards Ken was crushing. She didn’t expect a man of his intelligence to display such ignorant behavior. She thought he was above all that! When they reached her house Ken swiftly got out of his vehicle to confront her! She hastily tried to get away from him. She had gotten as far as the front porch when he roughly grabbed her by the elbow and jerked her around, forcing her to face him. “Susan, we need to talk!”

There were fresh tears in her eyes. “Let go of me!” She yanked her elbow from his tight grip. “There is nothing else to talk about except to say that I’ve seen another side of you tonight, Ken.” She began to rub her arm where he had roughly handled it. “I might add, a side to your character I don’t like and didn’t think existed.”

“I don’t know what the hell your talking about. All I know is that I love you and I don’t want any other man touching you intimately! What’s so terrible about that?”

“If that’s love, than I don’t want any part of it. I call that being too possessive and controlling!” She paused a moment before speaking again. She took out a handkerchief to wipe her eyes. She lowered her eyes. She couldn’t bring herself to look into those beautiful whisky color eyes she had grown so much to love. “I think it’s best that we don’t see each other for a while, Ken. State of affairs between us are going too fast and becoming a bit too intense!”

“Susan, you don’t mean that!” He couldn’t believe that she had proposed such an idea!

“I DO mean it, Ken! Goodnight!”

“Aren’t you going to ask me in, Susan?”

Trying to keep back fresh tears she answered shakily. “I’m sorry, but my shift at the hospital starts at 5:00 am tomorrow.”

With that last comment, she abruptly turned away from him and ran into the house with her cute pony tail swaying from side to side. He underestimated her. He thought that now after they had become intimate that she would be more obedient. Seeing her obstinacy again, reminded him of how she acted the very first day he met her when she entered his office two weeks prior. She’ll never give up her stubbornness and tenacity, he thought, never! It was that characteristic that he adored about her but than at the same time he didn’t! Life was full of contradictions.

Suddenly, Ken looked up to see snoopy Mrs. Hennesy, from next door, peering behind a lace curtain through her window at him. He didn’t give a rat’s ass if the whole world knew.

Ken looked pathetic standing alone outside the house with the cold wind blowing through his hair. He doggedly thought, she didn’t mean what she said. She’ll feel differently in the morning. She’ll come around to my way of thinking! He got in his car and went home feeling melancholy, lonely and defeated.

…

Ken was sitting at his desk in his office looking sad and dejected. Four days had gone by and Susan had not returned his many calls. He tried talking to her at the hospital and had sent dozens of flowers to her home with no success. She treated him like the bubonic plague. That very afternoon in the hospital cafeteria he took his tray and sat down at the table where she was eating. Without giving him a glance she quickly lifted her tray and got up stoically to sit somewhere else. Nurses, doctors and employees were leaning over tables whispering and gawking at them. It was common knowledge now through out the hospital that Susan and him were an item. He felt sick in his heart that she was treating him like this. He wondered if she would keep her appointment for the sigmoidoscopy exam on the 22nd. Could he wait until than?

In the mean time he had plenty of time to reflect upon his actions. Perhaps he had been too hasty in his feelings and reactions. He wanted to say he was sorry. Lord, how he missed her! These last four days were sheer agony and torment for him! He was consumed with her and wanted to desperately caress her and hold her in his arms again! He couldn’t even sleep in his own bedroom. He kept seeing Susan on the love seat, on his bed and in the bathroom. He could still smell her fragrance on the bathroom towels. He began sleeping upstairs on the third floor where the guest bedrooms were. Mark noticed it and asked, “Hey, Ken what’s wrong with your room? Does it have mice or something?”

Ken answered him angrily. “None of your damn business! Shut the hell up and leave me alone!” Mark knew right away what was up! Ken and Susan had had a falling out, plain and simple!

…

Mark had gone in that morning to speak with Sr. Kate when Ken was busy during a patient consultation. “Sister have you noticed a change in Ken?”

“I most certainly have! He almost bit my head off this morning!”

“Has Ken said anything to you concerning Susan and himself, Sr. Kate?”

“Not a word.”

Mark spoke solemnly. “I wonder what happen? They were getting on together so well. Last week I’d never seen him so happy. This week he’s one broken-hearted guy!”

It touched Sr. Kate’s heart to see Mark’s tough exterior crumble a little. “If Ken decides to open up and tell me, I’ll let you know. In the mean time I will try to see what I can get out of Susan.”

“Thanks Sister. I would appreciate that very much! He has been a ferocious bear to live with this past week!”

Later that same day Ken couldn’t take it any longer and thought he would try again to talk to Susan. He went up to pediatrics and asked at the desk if he could speak to Miss Sheridan.

One of the young student nurses smiled and answered him eagerly. "She's in room 103 Dr. Cummings with little Billy Mason."

Ken noticed her name tag. "Thank you, Mary." He proceeded to walk down the wide corridor to room 103. The student nurse leaned over the counter to gape at the charismatic, handsome Dr. Ken Cummings as he walked away. She always noticed his virile good looks and had developed a crush on him along with all the other student nurses at St. Anthony. Golly, she thought to herself, he called me by my first name! She thought his brother Mark was dynamite looking as well but she could tell that Dr. Ken was the real gentleman in the family.

When Ken entered the room he noticed that Susan was having difficulty administering an injection to a little four year old boy.

In a small babyish voice he sobbed, "NO, NO Nurse Suzy! PLEASE, I don't want a needle!" He was standing on the bed stomping his little bare feet on the mattress wailing with tears streaming down his cute, pudgy freckled face. "I WANT MY MOMMY! I WANT MY MOMMY!" He cried!

Susan babbled gently while she lovingly went to hold the child in her arms. "Billy, honey! It’s not going to hurt! It will only feel like a tiny pinch. That’s all!"

Ken felt sympathy for the little fellow. Ken warmly remembered as a child that their Dad would receive a shot on his backside given by their Mom to show them that it didn't hurt. It was the only way that he and his siblings would agree to receiving an injection. Poor, sweet Dad, there wasn't an obstacle he wouldn't subject himself through in order to help us kids not to be afraid.

He walked up to the bed and took the child from Susan to gently rock him in his strong arms. Susan's face showed surprise and objection of his unannounced visit. "I can handle this doctor." She was annoyed and didn’t appreciate his forward interference.

He cradled the boy's small head against his massive chest and huskily whispered over the child's tiny shoulder. "Let me try to help out here, Susan. The poor little guy is scared to death!"

First he gently rocked him back and forth as he walked across the room soothingly hushing him to quiet down. Than he held him high straight out in front of his chest. "Hey little buddy what's all this weeping about! Big boy like you crying over a silly little needle!" Ken lowered his little feet to stand on the bed. He kept his big hands around the little tike’s waist so he wouldn’t fall.

Ken could feel and smell Susan’s feminine presence at his side. He missed being close to her like this.

Billy began to rub the moisture out of his eyes with small balled up chubby fists. He had stopped crying. He hiccuped and whimpered a question to him. "Who.., (hiccup) who…(hiccup) are you?"

Ken gave the child a broad smile and answered, "I’m Dr. Ken." Ken noticed a cowboy hat and books about the Wild West laying on the night stand besides the bed along with the adorable western pajamas he had on. He minced his words. "Well I guess I should say howdy partner! I know who you are! You’re Billy the Kid!"

Billy’s face lit up and become happily diverted. "Yeah, that’s who I am!" He began to wipe the tears off his face with the back of his small dimpled hand.

"I know for a fact that Billy the Kid never cried when he got a shot."

Billy’s eyes got as big as saucers! "NEVER!"

"Never! How about you let Nurse Suzy do her job to help you get better! Show her how brave an outlaw you can be!"

Billy’s face began to cringe. He was about to cry a new set of tears. With quivering bottom lip he asked, " I got to get it in my butt!" Little Billy turned and stretched his neck over his little shoulder to look at his small backside.

Ken lowered his face to hide a smile at Billy’s terminology. He gently placed his finger under Billy’s chin to lift and turned it to look his way. In a soft husky whisper he answered the child. "OK, I’ll make a deal with you, buddy. If I let Nurse Suzy here, give me a shot on my butt, will you let her do it to you?" Susan was leaning against the night stand with folded arms observing Ken’s actions and words with an ambiguous expression on her comely face. She amusingly thought, well if it’s a shot he wants, than hell, that’s what he assuredly will get!

"Your going to get a needle in your butt?" A wide dimpled smile appeared across Billy’s baby face. Billy thought that was a hoot!

"Sure, all brave cowboys and bandits get shots in their butts! What do you say partner?

He shouted with enthusiasm, "OK!" With is tiny little hand swallowed up tightly by Ken’s large hand they both shook on it! Billy like the idea of a grown up getting a shot in the butt!

Ken turned towards Susan to speak solemnly. "Well Nurse Suzy you heard Billy the Kid! Go and prepare my shot."

Her dimpled chin went up along with her pert nose. "With pleasure doctor!" Susan left the room. For some reason Ken didn’t like the stiff tone in Susan’s voice and the gleam in her eye.

Billy was clapping his hands exclaiming, "GOODY,GOODY!"

Susan had returned with a covered tray. "OK, Dr. Ken drop your pants, please." She was going to enjoy this immensely!

"Yes Mam!" Smiling at Billy he unfastened his belt buckle and unzipped his trousers to let them drop to the floor. He leaned his large build over and pressed the palms of his hands against the mattress. He smiled devilishly as he looked over his broad shoulder at her. "You’ll have to remove the rest yourself Nurse Suzy!"

Billy wanted to see what was going on. He placed his small hands on Ken’s massive shoulders to balance himself and stretched his little neck over Ken’s muscular back to get a good look at Ken’s rear end!

Susan didn’t want Billy to see the size of the needle. "No Billy, you stand on the bed in front of Dr. Ken and hold his hand."

"Yeah, buddy you give Dr. Ken some moral support. We bad guys have to stick together!" Standing on the bed in front of Ken, Billy held Ken’s mammoth hand tightly with his left tiny, hand while his small little chubby right hand stroked Ken’s forehead.

In a small cute baby voice Billy tried to comfort Ken. His small lips puckered together as he spoke seriously. "It’s OK Dr. Ken.” He shook his little head from side to side. “Nurse Suzy won’t hurt you."

She thought secretly, no I won’t hurt him, not much I won’t. I’m just going to pulverize his arrogant rump! Susan smiled as she pulled down Ken’s boxer shorts and pleasantly scrutinized Ken’s lean tight muscular buttocks. Ken trembled from the soft touch of her hands. She remembered fondly their playtime in the shower and how she washed in between his hard brawny hind end! She was determined to forget that pleasantry as she began to swab his right buttock cheek with an alcohol soaked cotton ball. "Breathe deeply doctor and try not to move." Ken noticed how professional she sounded.

He feigned serious-mindedness as well. "Yes, Nurse Suzy, what ever you say." He gave little Billy a big wink.

Than he felt it! Oh BOY did he feel it! He lost his breath for a moment! Susan had roughly jabbed the large syringe in his nude taut flesh with a vengeance! He thought, the little bitch is taking out her hostility out on my poor defenseless ass! He figured it was a vitamin shot with thick serum because it was taking a long time to be injected. Consequently making it hurt longer! He quickly lowered his face so as not to show Billy the agony he was in. He bit the bullet never giving it away to the small child how painful it was. After, what felt like an eternity, she withdrew the needle from his well-built rump and swabbed him again with alcohol.

"You can pull up your pants now doctor." Ken could have sworn there was triumph in her voice.

Ken very slowly pulled up first his shorts and than his trousers. With slight moisture in his eyes he turned around to whisper curtly as he zipped up his fly, "You enjoyed that, didn’t you Nurse Suzy?" He began to rub his sore buttock cheek.

She smiled wickedly and with a coldness in her voice she answered, "Unequivocally speaking, yes doctor I did!" He gave her a maniacal look.

Billy excitedly wanted to know! "Dr. Ken, did it hurt, did it hurt?"

Ken turned around and gave Billy a big dimpled smile. "No, Billy it didn’t hurt a bit! Now, it’s your turn partner!"

Billy pursed his lips together and began to pout. Billy’s cute scowl told Ken that the he was about to cry again. "Hey, come on now, we desperadoes made a deal, you and I! We shook on it, remember? You’re not going to go back on your word now, are you pal?!"

Susan smiled and than she cooed. "Our little Billy is going to be brave just like our Dr. Ken was. Aren’t you Billy?" Ken gave Susan a foul look as he rubbed his backside a second time.

Ken gently turned Billy gently around and wrapped his big arms around his small waist to hold him in place. Susan’s sweet voice cooed again as she lifted her head to pump up and fill the small syringe. "Take a deep breath for me Billy."

Billy braced himself like a brave little soldier and lifted his little chest and chin to inhale. "Ken encouraged him as he patted the child’s small back. "That’s a good boy. Show Nurse Suzy how brave you can be!" Susan pulled down his pajama pants swabbed him and than quickly pricked him with the tiny needle on his small dimpled bottom. She skillfully pushed down on the plunger. Billy whimpered softly as he hugged Ken’s massive chest and rested his small head on Ken’s ample shoulder. He clutched Ken’s neck tightly with his small chubby arms and little hands. "Sh, sh, it’s OK pal! Nurse Suzy is almost done."

She quickly extracted the needle and swabbed his small behind a second time. "It’s all over Billy." From behind Susan affectionately tousled Billy’s small head of dark curly hair.

…

Ken praised as he gave Billy a hug and a squeeze. "That wasn’t so bad was it partner? I think that calls for a lollipop!" He looked towards Susan’s pretty face. "Don’t you think our Billy the Kid deserves a reward, Nurse Suzy?"

"He most certainly does! One lollipop coming right up!"

Billy was once again distracted and was all smiles. "Oh boy, a lollipop!"

"Do you want a lollipop too Dr. Cummings?" She asked guilefully as her green eyes danced impishly over his tall physique.

He gave her a roguish expression. "I’d prefer something else entirely different, Nurse Suzy!" Susan reacted by giving him a disparaging look.

Susan placed her folded hands under Billy’s bottom as he wrapped his small legs around Susan’s narrow waist and hugged her neck. Ken rubbed his behind a third time as he watched Susan carry Billy down the hall to get his reward. I want my reward too, he privately thought. I want my beautiful Susan back!

…

Upon returning to his office Sister Kate noticed that Ken was walking very slowly with his head down and his hand holding his backside. She could tell that he was in a lot of discomfort!

“Dr. Cummings are you all right?”

“Not that any cold ice pack can’t cure.” He winced in pain! “Sister, could you make me one, please?”

“Of course.”

Ken went into the back examining room and gingerly removed his trousers. Sister returned and helped him place the cold compress inside his boxer shorts. Ken moaned loudly as he sat down in the chair with his sore buttock pressing against the cold pad. “Sister when is my next patient?”

“Not for another hour.”

Ken made a sigh of relief. “That’s good.”

Sister was curious. “Well, are you going to tell me what happened or am I going to have to guess?”

“To make a long story short. I got a butt load from your dear sweet Susan!” He winced and moan again as he shifted uncomfortably in the chair.

“Oh I see, she’s my sweet Susan now, and no longer yours! What happen?”

Ken proceeded to tell her the details of everything that took place up on the pediatric ward. “The woman is dangerous with a syringe! I think it made her jubilant to torment me the way she did!” He shifted again in his seat and let out an even louder lament. “I went up there purposely, Sr. Kate, just to talk to her, only to have it backfire in my face!”

“I think you mean it ‘backfired’ in your rear end!” She softly chuckled.

“Score one for you Sr. Kate!” He winced in pain again.

He went on to tell Sister Kate of the quarrel they had the other night. Sister shook her head from side to side. “I’m not surprise in the least in her reaction to your misguided behavior. She’s justified in what she feels. If you can’t see that than you don’t deserve her.” From the start Sister Kate knew that their relationship was going to be a whirlwind romance! “She’s not going to allow any one person tell her what to do, and that includes you! You know it as well as I, that Susan has spunk! More power to her!”

He groaned again thinking of the painful injection she gave him. “If you ask me, Sister, she has too much damn spunk!” He moaned loudly. “I should of known you’d be on her side.”

…

Unexpectedly, they heard a deep husky voice from the other room. “Hello, Mark Cummings here?” Mark had swaggered into the exam room and took one look at Ken sitting in his underwear and exclaimed, “Oops, am I interrupting anything?” He gave them a wicked grin. “Perhaps I should come back at a more opportune time!” Mark turned to leave.

“You idiot! Come back here!” Mark’s levity always came at the wrong times.

Mark wanted to have some fun. He pretended to speak stringently. “Is hanky-panky going on in here? Sister Kate I’m shocked! What will Fr. Ryan think?” Sister Kate began to laugh.

“Will you knock it off! Nothing wrong is going on in here!” Ken lowered his face and mumbled slowly. “I… I had a little accident.”

Mark continued to tease as he leaned his head to look behind at Ken’s backside. “Aren’t you a little old for that, Ken?”

“Always the wise guy! NOT that KIND of ACCIDENT,” he shouted!

Sister Kate stopped laughing long enough to speak. “It appears that your good-hearted brother here volunteered his body in pediatrics in the hopes of doing a benevolent act.”

A look of recollection came across Mark’s handsome face. “OH, you did what Pop used to do for us kids when we were small!

“Right.”

“I’ve done that from time to time.” Ken looked up at him to give him a skeptic look.

“OH, don’t give me that look! You and dad aren’t the only ones that have a monopoly on good deeds!”

Ken extended his hand. “Sister Kate, behold my brother the tough guy.”

Mark paid no attention to what he said. “Who’s the person who gave you this excruciating injection?” He pondered a moment than he knew. “It didn’t happen to be a certain Nurse Sheridan, now could it?”

“Yeah, wise guy, right again!”

In more serious tone, Mark uttered, “OK, you big lug let’s take a look at this deadly wound of yours.”

Ken put his hand up to protest. “Forget it!”

“Damn you! Bend over and let me take a look at that ugly ass of yours! You’re not the only doctor in this room you know!” Mark went to wash his hands before putting on a pair of plastic gloves.

Ken didn’t want to fight him. He could feel his buttock cheek painfully throbbing as he slowly stood up. Sister helped lift Ken’s lab jacket and shirt up his back while Mark stooped down to gently lower his brother’s shorts. He carefully examined the sore buttock with the tips of his gloved fingers. Ken flinched and began to moan loudly. “ Take it easy Ken, I know it must hurt like hell!” Mark gave out a low whistle. “Wow, your ass is sure good and swollen! By the looks of it, she must of savagely used a large hypodermic needle on you!

Sr. Kate frowned as she leaned over to take a look. “I agree with your brother. It’s obvious that she’s still very angry with you!”

“Sister Kate get me some alcohol to swab this with.”

Ken objected! “Mark, for crying out loud, it’s OK! Leave it alone!”

“Shut up!”

Sister brought the items on a small tray. As Mark soaked the cotton ball he commented, “Hell, I hope she didn’t allow the kid to see her injecting you!” He began to lightly swab his brother’s backside.

Ken’s body jerked forward and his face cringed. He yelled out, “OWEEE, damn you Mark, take it easy with that stuff!”

“Sr. Kate hold on to our baby here!” He swabbed gently. Sr. Kate had once again pulled up Ken’s shirt along with his jacket and placed her hands firmly around Ken’s waist to keep him immobile.

Ken gave out another loud wincing sound as his chin went up in pain. “Damn that woman,” he moaned! Ken tried to recoil from his brother’s hand and continued to moan in discomfort! “OUCH, that’s enough Mark!”

“Stand still and quit your griping! I’m almost done!”

“OK, you big baby! I’m finished!” Mark began to snicker. “What was the contents of the syringe Ken, arsenic?”

“Brilliant diagnosis doctor.” He let out a pent-up breath as he raised his shorts to sit down. “Thank you sister. “I think it was a vitamin shot.” He took in a heavy breath. “The fluid that was injected felt thick.” He raked his hand through his hair. “No, Little Billy didn’t see the injection. She made sure of that. The child was on the bed in front of me holding my hand. You should of seen him. He was such a cute little guy.” He grunted loudly while he readjusted the ice pack on his rear end.

…

Still stooped on his hefty haunches Mark looked up towards Sister Kate. “Sister if you go to my office my nurse, Millie, will give you larger ice packs that we have in our refrigerator.” Sister left the room to fetch them.

“For Christ’s sake that’s not necessary! What I have here is fine, Mark,” he complained.

“Be quiet! I’m trying to help you out here, you jerk.” Mark got up to remove the gloves and wash his hands at a nearby sink. “These compresses can cover more of your stupid butt. Now, put a lid on it! It’s my turn to help YOU for a change!”

“You just love playing doctor, don’t you?”

“Yeah I do, but with a pretty girl, certainly NOT with you!” Mark walked over to lean against the counter with his legs stretched out and his arms folded looking very self-pleased. He once again began to chuckle loudly.

“What the hell is so funny, NOW?” Ken felt irritable from the pain and riled at his brother’s incessant flippancy.

“I was just thinking, big guy. Did you have difficulty getting it up two weeks ago? Perhaps Susan thinks your vitamin deficient?” Mark’s cleft chin raised up to laugh even louder.

“Ken looked at him wearily and answered him snidely. “Speak for yourself smart ass! I don’t have a problem in that department and never had!”

Mark straightened up and became a little defensive. “Hell, neither do I!”

“You clown! You could always dish it out, Mark, but you can’t take it!” It was Ken’s turn to roar in laughter now. He stopped laughing long enough to say, “Terrific, now that we have established we both have phenomenal functional dicks perhaps you can get lost now.”

Mark took no heed to Ken’s hint for him to leave. He wanted to know what caused the split between his brother and Susan. “Ken, what happen between you two? Telling from that ballooned ass of yours, she hates your guts! Her being unspoiled and all, were you too rough with her?”

Ken was annoyed that he had to defend himself and talk of his personal sex life. But rather allow his brother to speculate the wrong idea he thought it best to explain to him. “You have a hell of a nerve asking me that! You the super stud who has never screwed a virgin in his life!”

“For Christ’s sake Ken, I only asked a simple question!”

“Listen, you big buck, it just so happens that I am a very considerate and gentle lover. Everything went well! Just like I had planned! That’s all you need to know!”

“Damn it, than what the hell happen Ken? This time two weeks ago you were preparing to make passionate love! This week you’re a fucking celibate again!”

…

Ken decided to tell him everything and hoped to God that he didn’t have another wisecrack up his sleeve to rattle off. Mark began to snicker as soon as Ken finished relating to him what had happen. “Better watch out Ken, they say those vodka drinking Russians are dynamos in bed!”

The thought of another man making love to his precious Susan sent Ken into a frenzy! Ken made an attempt to stand up! “DAMN IT MARK! I swear, I’m going to beat the living shit out of you!”

Mark went to place his hands on his brother’s large shoulders smiling warmly. “OK, OK, simmer down big guy.” Mark decided to speak sensibly and tried not to make any more of his constant jokes. “Ken, listen to me.” Ken just shrugged his shoulders after he sat down. “Ken, are you listening?”

“Yeah, yeah what is it?”

“People in the so called artsie Bohemian world are like that. They are the touchy feelie kind. They don’t mean anything by it. Don’t worry, Susan’s your girl. Give her a little credit. She’s too astute to get herself involved romantically with these two Russians. The only lover she has ever had, is you. She’s not the type to go out and find a substitute that quickly. I bet you money that these two twinkle toes are fruit cakes. Remember she had a nut of an aunt that controlled her. She damn well doesn’t need a boyfriend to repeat the same trend in her life.” Mark thought of adding one more piece of advice. “Ken, you can’t try to manipulate her into something that she isn’t or into something you want. If you do, you’re going to louse her.”

Ken looked at his brother with new-sprung respect. “How did you get so clever all of a sudden? I guess my baby brother has decided to grow up a little.” He reflected a bit. “I suppose your right. I guess I got SO jealous I couldn’t think straight.” In a frustrated voice. “I want to talk to her and say I’m sorry but she won’t even let me come anywhere near her!”

Mark smiled. “Well obviously she allowed you to get close enough for her to do a hell of number on that ugly butt of yours!”

Ken gave him a scorching look. “You think you can stifle the cute comebacks for a few minutes?”

“Yeah, yeah!” Mark wanted to try to make Ken feel better. “She’ll come around eventually. Give her time! Since you claim to be such a great lover, she’s bound to get a craving between her legs. When that happens, she will be pursuing you and begging for it!” Ken gave him a foul look when he said that crude remark. Mark reflected. “Another thing.”

“Yeah, what other words of wisdom do you have?” Ken asked sarcastically.

“You have to try to control that temper of yours!”

Ken gave Mark a doubting look, and shook his head from side to side. “Mark, I hope to God you’re listening to all this sensible counseling you’re dishing out, because you happen to have a hell of a temper yourself.”

“Damn it, I know that! I think I’ve improved as far as that’s concern.”

“Well, I’m sure glad to hear that!”

Mark carefully looked at his brother for a moment. “Well, I’ll say this for her, Ken! She’s got gumption!” He was inquisitive. “Is her sister, Shannon, anything like her?”

…

“Supposedly, from what I heard, Shannon has spirit too. However, Susan and Sr. Kate have both mentioned that Shannon is more difficult to deal with!”

“Hmmm, more difficult than Susan, huh? That’s interesting. Incidentally have you met Shannon yet?”

“No I haven’t. The two times that Susan asked me in for coffee, Shannon had gone to bed early.”

“So, you don’t know what she looks like?”

“I saw a photo of the girls when they were little. They could pass for twins. The only difference is their coloring.” Ken smiled. “Mark I know what’s going through that deceitful, horny brain of yours! You’re not about to let a young pretty girl slip through her nimble fingers, are you?”

With a smug look on his face Mark answered. “Well, apparently I did, big brother, otherwise you wouldn’t have gotten Susan’s attention in the first place.”

You son of a bitch! Am I supposed to get down on my knees and thank ‘God’s gift to women’ for not hitting on her?”

“No,” he said calmly, “just set up a blind date with this sister of hers. That’s all!”

Ken thought it best at the moment not to tell Mark what Shannon really thought of him. “Who are you kidding, Mark? Your curious as hell about this young girl! That’s your only interest.” Without Ken meeting Shannon and not knowing what she was really like, Ken knew that Mark would dump her the moment after getting her into bed. These days, after Maureen had left him, Mark was using women for the sole purpose of pumping up his deflated ego. A fact that Ken hadn’t really stopped to contemplate before he spoke of the suggested union with Susan. If he got back together with Sue he wouldn’t let anything jeopardize his relationship again with her. That included his brother’s potential inappropriate behavior with her sister.

“OK, sure I’m curious. Who wouldn’t be?” He paused a moment to think. “But let’s face it. I guess, now is not the time. Kiss and make up with Suzy Que. first and than see what you can do about me meeting this shrew, she calls her sister.”

…

It was true, Mark was interested in learning more about Susan’s sister. He wouldn’t let on to his brother but he was more than interested. He had heard a few positive comments from individuals at the hospital concerning Shannon. He wanted to meet her, if for anything else, out of curiosity. However, he’d bide his time. At the moment he had his eye on another beautiful female from the hospital that he wanted to get to know better in the sack.

“Ken did you ever think that perhaps your going too fast for Susan? Why don’t you back off for a while and give her some space?”

“You think I’m scaring her off?”

“It’s possible? She’s the independent type and she may think you’re a threat to her autonomy. With your mad flare-up last week, it was just enough to send her off and running! Women are complicated. They need to be treated with kid gloves!”

“Oh I see, ‘treat them with kid gloves’, huh?” Ken began to laugh. “Does that come under the heading of whipping their bottoms from time to time and leaving them walking bowlegged from a good hard fuck?”

“Yeah that’s right! Do all that plus a hot soapy enema twice a week, and she’ll be licking your hand along with something else!”

“You big lug! You crack me up with your phony philosophy! You know that?” They both laughed heartily.

Sister had returned and helped Mark place the large ice packs under Ken’s rear end when the phone rang. Sister went to answer it.

Mark and Ken were still amusingly jabbering when Sister returned. “Who was that on the phone Sister?”

Sister wore a heavy facial expression when she returned. She knew that this news was not going to over very well with Ken. “That was Susan on the phone.”

He asked sarcastically as he smiled up at his brother, “Oh, what did our little Halloween witch want?”

“Well, first she asked if you were OK from the injection.”

“That was worthy of her! I guess her conscience is bothering her and she’s beginning to feel a little guilty.” He looked up at Mark and smiled again.

Ken than noticed Sister’s uncomfortable demeanor. “OK, Sister Kate, what else? I can tell that there’s something else!”

“You’re not going to like it, Ken!”

He straightened up in the chair with a facial cast of concern. He knew that whenever Sister called him by his first name that she had something unpleasant to tell him. “Sister Kate, what is it?” He asked quickly and excitedly! “Susan isn’t sick is she?”

“No, she’s not sick.” Sister paused a moment. “She canceled her sigmoidscope exam for this Wednesday.”

Ken was livid! “SHE WHAT?” He stood up quickly holding the ice pack against his buttock yelling loudly. “Why that little bitch!”

Mark stood up. “Take it easy, Ken!”

Ken was red faced and turned towards his brother. “I WON’T TAKE IT EASY, DAMN IT! She’s having that exam, Mark, whether she likes it or not!” Still holding the ice against his buttock inside his underwear he made a painful attempt to walk his athletic, straight exposed legs into his adjoining office, to check his calendar. Sister and Mark were close behind him. He angrily turned towards Sister Kate. “Schedule her for November 1st, for 10:00 am. Talk to Sister Luke about Susan’s work timetable. Make sure she gets off that day. She’s having this test, so help me God, if it’s the last thing either one of us does!”

Sr. Kate added, “She said that her condition had improved a lot and feels that she doesn’t need the exam.”

“Like HELL she doesn’t!”

Mark spoke up. “Ken, maybe this is the time to give her that space we just talked about.”

“Bull Shit!” Ken said in a huff!

Mark tried to reason with him again. “Ken what if she doesn’t come? What the hell are you going to do than?”

He was incensed! “I’ll tell you ‘what the hell I’m going to do’! I will personally go to her house and drag her here by the roots of her hair if need be! That’s what I’ll do!” There was venom coming out of his mouth! Mark was concerned! Mark had seen a hint of his brother’s rage in the car that Sunday morning after he had suggested that Susan see another doctor.

Mark and Sister Kate just looked seriously at one another knowing that Ken meant every word he threatened!