He glanced up from the chart and at Lauren. Patient Assessment: Complains of chronic pain in. Snapping the second glove loudly, he scanned for the pertinent information that his assistant had emphasized with hot pink highlighter. So that means you must be.' He discreetly peeked at his patient's chart, having forgotten the name already, as he slipped into a pair of rubber gloves. 'Hi there!' The man smiled amiably at the frightened woman and marched happily into the room. 'Hello? Anybody home?' A cheerful voice chuckled for just a split second before a balding head, wreathed with white hair, peeked around the slightly open door. Children do this, for Christ's sake! Her head snapped to one side, wrinkling the white, paper bib tied round her neck, and gray eyes went impossibly wide at the sound of footsteps. She would have chewed her lower lip in consternation if she could have.

HER IRON, SLIGHTLY sweaty grip on the chair's armrests clamped down even harder, causing white knuckles to stand out in vivid relief against the dark blue vinyl. Consider the print version a 'directors' cut'. Don't worry, the online version is a complete story. Also, you should know that the print version will contain additional scenes not included in the online version. The Book: We are very pleased to announce that 'Madam President' is under contract for print publication by a brand new publishing house called Jane Doe Press (An announcement concerning preordering should hit the web very soon. While we've got your attention, we'd like to offer a special 'I love you' to our respective spouses.

But we won't bore you with our mutual admiration. This story is intended for an adult audience only.Īcknowledgements: To our beta readers, Barbara Davies and Maggie Sheridan – your assistance was invaluable! And, of course, we had a blast working together. If you're under 18 or this type of fiction is illegal in your neck of the woods, please move on. Sexual Content: It's in there and it involves two women. By These characters originated in the deep dark recesses of TN and Advocate's overworked brains.

Madam president by blayne cooper