(This story contains characters from the 7th season of House MD and takes place a few months after the events of the series finale.)
Martha M. Masters sat at the very front of her class, scribbling frantically. She hadn't missed a single word so far in a 2-hour lesson and she had no intention of slipping up now.
The young redhead was nearing the end of her time as an intern at Princeton Plainsboro Teaching Hospital. Soon she would receive her degree as a fully-fledged doctor. The lecture she was attending wasn't even required for her course, but Masters, being the nerd that she was, rationalized that a little extra knowledge never hurt anyone.
Deciding to continue her residency had taken time, in fact her first real break since she'd started studying medicine over 5 years ago. For all those years she had never wavered in her belief that this was her correct career path, that she belonged to this profession. Then she met House.
The time she spent working with the man had been the most bizarre, challenging and inspiring of her life. But it was also intense, insane and morally grey. By the end of her time with him she was stressed, fried and totally at a loss. All of her values had been put under question, her will tested. Hence the 3 month vacation.
The holiday had done the redhead good and she had spent the time freely enjoying the sunnier side of the world. Masters liked to think she'd matured as a result.
When she heard House had gone to prison Masters was forced to except reality. It was time for her to finish what she had started, get her degree and move forward from there. Without House issuing her insane challenges anymore becoming a Doctor actually seemed easy in comparison.
And so here she was, back in the hospital where it all began, pencil in hand, simply waiting for her time to end. With little left for her to do to complete her training Master's had been at a loss, still desperate to improve herself. Then she discovered Dr. Hadley.
The young doctor had also worked under House, taken his crap, fought the same battles Masters had. Like the redhead Dr.Hadley had come close to the edge of oblivion, yet she was stronger for it and was respected by all for her achievements. Master's simply idolized her. That was why she was here essentially, in the brunette's class.
Masters watched as the brunette Doctor used a hand to stroke her long wavy hair over an ear, surveying the class. As she moved across the stage the young woman gesticulated at the image displayed on the board behind her.
For a person within a position of authority within the hospital, Dr.Hadley had made minimal effort to dress professionally, instead choosing clothes which teased the male students she taught endlessly. The young doctor wore black jeans, perhaps her tightest yet, and heels, which emphasized her toned frame. Complimenting these, a loose airy purple blouse was thrown casually over another of her casual tank tops. Masters' eyes lingered a few seconds longer than was necessary before she remembered where she was. Quickly her attention returned to her notes.
Once House was arrested it quickly became apparent to Thirteen she was out of a job. After her own year in prison the brunette simply had nowhere left to go. Only house would take on a doctor/ ex con and she had been grateful to him for it. But now he was gone she had to face reality. Life would never be as exciting again.
The hospital board had been kind however, offering her a teaching job in House's absence. It was a long shot but she was glad of the work and it kept her busy while she pursued other, less reputable interests. Despite this she doubted the position would last. She was a terrible teacher and she doubted she could get away with fucking any students. The brunette did her best to hide it, but she was desperately horny. It had been a while...
The lessons consisted of simple, beginner's stuff, bodily functions and explanations of internal symptoms. Easy, inherently boring topics. To keep from going insane she paid more attention to her students.
From her vantage point she could measure up every young person in attendance. Thirteen, as always, was particularly interested in the girls that made up her class. All healthy, attractive and as bored as she was. There was however, a single redhead that especially caught her attention, who acted differently from the rest.
Masters had sat at the front of every one of Thirteen's lectures, asking questions at every possible opportunity. Whilst others half-heartedly listened, prepared to cram last minute rather than actually taking notes, this girl actively took part and seemed fully absorbed.
At first it had been kind of annoying, the redhead was after all way too advanced in her training for this class, supposedly being some kind of genius. So the brunette had been curt with her answers. But after a while Thirteen had had no choice other than to take Masters in, since the girl spent so much time vying for her attention and the brunette had effectively become the girl's mentor.
Thirteen studied Masters now as she talked. The redhead was small and cute, dressed like a classic teacher's pet. Not that Thirteen minded, after all she was the teacher. The redhead wore a surprisingly short skirts, this one black and adorned in flower motifs. Thirteen doubted it was intentional, but the hem of those tapered skirts ended just below the curve of her adorably pert behind. She also wore heeled pumps in a desperate attempt to increase her height and socks that came up to her knees. Then there were the tops, which were all crisp, yet stretched like she hadn't changed them since before puberty. This just resulted in the garments struggling to contain the young, supple breasts within. Today's blue number yet again failed to hide the glorious round globes. The wide black belt wrapped around her midriff, coupled with the girl's excellent posture, thrust her assets forward.
The girl was undeniably adorable, jotting away determinedly as Thirteen talked at length about the lower digestive tract and sphincter, personally her most intensely studied regions. She watched intently as the girl's big brown eyes flitted between her notepad and the brunette herself, all from beneath her fringe, which had become longer and less tidy since her time under House's tenure.
Thirteen didn't tend to rob the cradle when she could avoid it, Masters carrying a little more baby fat than her usual conquests. But the brunette was hornier than ever and there was something about this girl that presented a challenge she simply could not pass up. She was tenacious and oblivious to how the rest of the world functioned. Thirteen became wet just imagining showing her how things really worked.
So when the young redhead asked for a moment of her time as the lecture finished, the brunette was powerless to resist, telling the girl to wait a second whilst she finished packing her bags.
As the other students filed out noisily, Masters waited patiently at the desk just off to the side of the stage, nervous to finally have her teacher's full attention. She fidgeted, holding her books tightly against her chest as Dr. Hadley came over, smiling.
"Dr. Masters, I'm glad you've been taking such a keen interest, but I couldn't help but notice you've been taking even more notes than usual today. Fascinated by the rectum?"
Master blushed furiously, stumbling over words and averting her eyes as she replied: "Well of course the whole body is fascinating, but the sphincter just seems so off-limits, so private. Knowledge is power right??"
Thirteen feigned a frown, though internally she allowed herself a giggle. This girl was clearly a virgin, so uptight and nervous.
"You understand as a doctor there can be no region of the body your uncomfortable or unfamiliar with, right?"
Masters bit her lip, looking down at her shoes.
"I-I know, but I can't exactly get much experience of that region unless a patient comes in with a rectal ailment. Did you know only 2.5% of cases require the doctor to handle the anus? Weird right??"
