He is gone for two weeks and comes home for a week.
When a nurse leans in over you or bends over to jot down some notes, the clothing allows your eyes to catch glimpses of their breasts beneath.
Scroll through and witness a distinct spin on the typical self-shot thirst trap — hundreds of nurses in break rooms and wash stalls, scrubs pulled aside, so that cold metal stethoscopes and plastic lanyards can lay on top of surreptitiously donned lingerie, or nothing at all.