GITJ Post 352: That was Then, This is Now, p4

“So, Morgan looked pretty disappointed, don’t you think?” I chuckled, trying to loosen my goose after closing the door to his office behind the big blonde nurse and turning back to him. I’d just walked in on the two of them - well, the three of them, Gianna had been watching over the computer - getting ready for some naughty time. Immediately I’d felt a weird jolt of something dark inside me, something possessive and, like, territorial. Morgan looked ready to just eat him up from there between his legs, had actually already half-torn off the new scrub pants I’d bought him. He looked both shocked and, bless his heart, thankful to see me. But it wasn’t the sight of the two of them, together, that really bothered me, I think. The thought of one of my girls, like Morgan, being with him & tending to him if he needed it actually could make me feel kinda good. I think it was seeing that Gianna was there that set something off in me. I mean, I don’t think I reacted badly, or did anything weird, but I definitely wanted to turn that computer screen off as quick as I could. If Morgan was going to suck him, I didn’t want him looking at Gianna, listening to Gianna. Me. Me me me.

Bye Gianna, we’ll talk to you later. I’d switched off the power to the screen already.

When I did turn black to Jay - door closed, now - and handed him his warm milk for the morning (not Katarina’s this time haha!) he was still stammering in apology, his face was so adorably red. I laughed him off as best I could, but I was still feeling those twinges.

This boy is mine, I thought, as a flash of Gianna passed through the she-wolf part of my head, back off.

Weird! I told him to drink his milk and not worry about it, stepping around to his side of the desk - pulling it back into place after Morgan had pushed it away - and set my laptop up in front of him. I crouched down aside him so we could both see it’s screen, and he could have a good view down the generous top of my cool new white dress. In case you need a reminder of where you belonged, or who you belong to. It made me feel better, when his eyes darted down between them, and then had a hard time coming back out. That’s right, lots to look at, huh sweetie? But, here, let’s concentrate on my computer…

I was so excited to show him!

“Wh-what’s this?” he asked, as my screen sprung to life.

“I’m going to give you a tour of the new offices!” I sang. I’d just gotten it myself, the file from the construction team with the virtual tour of the new office wings. I’d been over there, working with the construction people a lot over the past few weeks, many of the girls had. But Jay hadn’t seen anything yet, aside from maybe some early blueprints. They were nearly finished with all the major stuff anyway, we’d be opening soon, but there was still a lot of painting and decorating to be done. This 3-D animated walkthrough had that all in place and pretty, what it’d look like in a few days. I’d glanced at it quickly with Marisela and Josie in my office before coming here, and had immediately wanted to show it to him, too. I brought it in on my laptop instead of sending him the file because, well, my computer is bigger and better than his. I clicked a few things and the animation started up for us.

“So here we are,” I began, as the video file went full screen and the POV camera zoomed in on the big, beautiful new glass front doors from the parking lot. It was all computer/generated but looked a lot like what it really did. I glanced over at him; he was paying attention well. “Big doors, huh? They’re twelve feet high, but glide open so easy - and we come into the new front atrium…”

I’ve been waiting for this for so long.

“Oh my god…” he immediately marveled, and my face nearly split open with how huge my smile felt. He looked amazed! The camera came in through the entryway and right away you could get a sense of the scale of the enormous new welcome space, what patients would see when they first walk in. All in white-ish marble, the atrium was super-fancy, with a ceiling that soared up into the new third story and beyond. Balconies lined the upper levels, a beautiful altar of a reception desk beckoned from across the white stone floor. Natural light filled the space, pillars made the whole thing look really impressive, and gateways to the new wings lay ahead and off to the left. But, haha, probably what was making him most speechless now was what soared up up and up behind the reception desk. Forty-feet tall with its arm extended and looking off to some great distance, a 'Far Horizon’ haha. 

“Is that…you?!?” he blurted, the awestruck shock in his voice and the new race to his heart so freaking satisfying that I nearly screamed. He liked it!

“Haha no that’s not ‘me’..!” I answered, as the camera came deeper into the atrium and slowly started to pan up, and up, and up. I actually blushed, noticing just how, uh, voluptuous they’d made her. “That’s a statue - it looks just like white marble but it’s really a cool amal-…amalgam, plastics and stone and like they can do so many things with it. Anyway, do you like the dress?!? I helped choose it out…”

His eyes were wide. This is exactly what I wanted to see! Exactly the reaction I wanted from him. Awe, I think they call it.  Yes yes yes, the statue is beautiful, and so is the big podium dais thing it stands on, making it rise even higher above everyone. It’s even better in real life, so impressive, so…monumental and perfect. But, even though it was just onscreen and really just an animation, the virtual tour video here gave a pretty good idea of what it was actually like. 

“It looks just like you…” he said, slowly, jaw gaping and clearly amazed. And maybe a little scared.

“Well, I was, like, the model for it,” I began, “We did a shoot for it with the artists way at the beginning. They based it on my figure and, like, my face. But, really, it’s not me. It’s more, like…I dunno…”

I mean, it’s all in stone. But, yeah, it does kinda look like me. The boobs for sure. And…it’s forty feet tall.

Jay was speechless, as the camera breezed up the crazy curves of the giant amalg-...stone lady that would now greet all our patients as they came into our new offices. The dress, a classic wrap that clung to m-…her body like a really tight toga, was really magnificent, made the whole thing look so majestic, like it was out of some Roman temple, and made her look like a huge ancient goddess. That’s what we were going for, right?

Jay was still flabbergasted. The idea of a medical building having a forty-foot statue of its Office Manager is ridiculous, right? He was trying to wrap his head around it, understand that though I was the model for it, and haha it’s like got my hairstyle, it wasn’t actually me. “So, it's, like an everywoman?” he attempted, explaining it as much to himself as asking me, “This is a medical facility, so, like, it represents female…health?”

“Sure, Mmhmm, health,” I agreed, nodding in encouragement. I wanted him to like it, and I didn’t want him too freaked out (a little is okay haha). “Female health.”

And strength, and female power and authority.

”uh, okay, I get that,” he nodded, slowly accepting that he’d be seeing this giant, walking past her feet every day. “It’s not you, it’s just…yeah.”

“Yeah, for sure,” I agreed, trying to keep the excitement out of my voice, and my lady parts under control. It’s totally me.

“Here, let me show you some of the other stuff,” I finally said, after the camera had panned back down the statue, was again at m-…her feet. “So, after patients are greeted at the front desk by Aubrey and the girls, they’ll be directed to either the ‘Women’s Health’ wing on the left, there, or the ‘Evolution’ one, back there behind it.

“Those are, uh, really impressive entryways,” he said, stunned by the gorgeous, modern details with classical styling that highlighted the atrium and would lead patients to where they needed to be. “Now, uh, how would you get to our practice here?”

“Oh, to geriatrics?” I answered, clicking a couple things and swinging the camera to the right. The small door that led to our current offices was there, yes.

“That looks a lot smaller…” he commented.

“Well, we didn’t want to intimidate your ol-…your current patients,” I replied, “they like things the way they are, for now. So we kept it modest, familiar….” It does look pretty overshadowed over there, huh? “But hey! Let me show you this, it’s so cool…”

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back! thanks for the patience. and thanks of course to RiF for more editing.