Her mother would drop dead if she knew Deana brought pleasure and relief to the male patients.
Deana Sparrow was a nurse in a small mid-western hospital. When she went to work that day, she discovered there was a shortage of aides, so she volunteered to do some of the patient’s bed-baths. After gathering some fresh towels and linens, she walked down the hall to her first patient, an older man recovering from a car wreck. His name was Jack Powell, a tall muscular man; age sixty-five,...Read On