They carried her in and gently laid on the table of doctor Meister. She was pale, her brow glistening with sweat. Blonde hair was matted, but she didn't appear sick. In fact, she looked so charming as if she just stepped out of the shower. Her legs were long and shapely with tiny feet. Doctor Meister didn't mind hairy legs. He didn't quite understand why would they shave and then complain about it. Skin of the patient was shiny as if oiled, so smooth as if hair never even grows there. Kind doctor admired her legs from tip of the toes, through juicy calves, lovely knees and all the way to the thighs, covered in blood soaked mini skirt.
Doctor couldn't spot where did this bleeding come from, but when he approached from the other side, he saw the break. Bone was protruding like tip of the spear. From the crack in the skin, he could see into the insides of the story.
"What the fuck..." moaned doctor Meister.
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