[Runesmith]

Lynn had grown up in a rather conservative, very close-knit, middle-class family, with her mother and sisters. The all-woman household had made her somewhat shy with the boys at school, and her mother's steadfast refusal to date had instilled in the girls the feeling that they should follow suit. Not that she had much chance to go on dates with boys either - she was always with her mom or a sister no matter where she went. As a result, she was a late bloomer when it came to the dating scene. It wasn't until she was at college that she had even gotten the chance to speak to guys alone.

She hadn't had a boyfriend until the second year at college, and had been a virgin up to that point. With studies being a priority, none of the relationships at college really worked out, and when she graduated and landed a job with a prestigious healthcare network she bid goodbye to her then boyfriend with no real regrets.

Rob had been in a way, her polar opposite. The scion of a wealthy physician couple, he had breezed through medical college, oozed confidence and glowed with youthful exuberance. As soon as he had walked in to the ward on the first day as an intern, all the nurses were swooning over him, with Lynn being no exception.

Rob never had girlfriends. He had girls. He partied. He enjoyed every moment of his life. Still, he wasn't a poser playboy. He simply had that charm. Women were attracted to him long before they even knew how rich he was.

Rob, on the other hand, never flashed his wealth. There was no flashy sports car, no designer clothes. He was serious about his chosen profession, was compassionate and caring with the patients, had excellent bedside manners, and had an extremely curious, intense, and intelligent mind. These were the main reasons why Lynn developed a serious crush on the young intern.

Lynn took an effort to change her roster to match his schedules. During long boring night shifts they chatted, joked, flirted, and consoled each other when they lost patients. Rob told her about his intention to join Doctors without Borders and help people in Africa and Asia rather than take over his parents' private practice. Still, Rob treated her more as a colleague and friend than a potential love interest.

Lynn wasn't upset that she didn't get invited to his birthday party, just a week before his internship ended. She wouldn't have felt comfortable with his circle of friends anyway. Instead, two days later, when they shared the night shift again, she baked him a small cake and brought it to the hospital. It was summer holiday time, and there were hardly any planned surgeries scheduled. The ward was practically empty. There would never again be a chance for the two of them to be that alone at work. That was also probably why she took that crazy decision to bring a bottle of vodka as well.

That was a violation that could have cost her job. So was sneaking in to an empty day surgery room with Rob and doing vodka shots from paper cups. Having sex on the procedure table would have been grounds for instant dismissal. So was recording those videos, with her dancing and stripping to the tune of Def Leppard's "Pour Some Sugar on Me" and going down on him.

Rob had recorded those videos on HER phone at her insistence. His phone was lying on a procedure cart playing music. HER phone was the only one that had had those videos. She had never even sent them to Rob. Some time later, she had probably erased those... or that phone probably died and she threw it away. She couldn't even remember.

That had been the first and last time they had been intimate. Rob finished his internship and a few months later flew to Somalia or Sudan or somewhere wih a DWB mission. He hadn't kept in touch. Lynn had known he wouldn't.

How had those videos surfaced now? Who had sent them? More importantly, what did they intend to do with them?