"Yea, I do. It makes sense. I wouldn't put it past Matt."
That was true. He had that reputation.
"Well, I can't say that I would blame him it was true." I smiled.
"Me either and the other rumor is that she sucks a dick better than a porn star." Jim laughed.
"Really, I was thinking about her ass and how great her uniform pants fit her, but I would be okay with seeing those big brown eyes while my dick was in her mouth and I would love to shoot a big load of cum on her glasses."
Kayla was an attractive woman. She was about five foot seven inches tall with a thin flat waist, curvy hip and nice proportional peach shaped ass. Her uniform shirts were taught against her firm round breasts. I am sure she looked great naked.
"She has a little of the librarian thing going. Always has her hair wrapped up in a bun. Have you ever seen it down? I bet she looks good." He smiled and you could tell he was picturing her with it down.
"Well, I doubt she is going to offer sexual favors to us to get through this phase and I wouldn't do her any good to offer them to Ben." I laughed at that comment and the reference that Ben was gay.
"She probably thought I am fucked, not in a good way, when she found out who was she was going to be working with for this phase." It was Jim's turn to laugh.
"Well let me review this then, I guess, I will meet with her this afternoon to discuss it. I will probably put the ambulance out of service while we are meeting."
"You going to meet with her one on one?" Jim raised an eyebrow at me as he asked.
"I haven't decided yet. Normally I would in a case like this, and I don't want to provide her with a reason to say she was treated differently."
"True, probably a good idea. And besides if someone else is in here it would be hard to get her bent over the desk." Jim got up to leave. "Just kidding boss. I am going miss seeing that ass around here."
"Yea, me too. Leave the door open. Thanks." I said to him as he walked out.
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Lieutenant Miller hadn't said much on the way back from the hospital. I thought this call had gone well, which was a good change. The patient was fairly sick with congestive heart failure, and I had been able to follow the protocol exactly and given the right drug dosages. The last three months had been a bit of a struggle for me and I was honestly worried about my job.
The truth was the first eight months would have probably been more a struggle also if my previous lieutenant hadn't made it so obvious how attracted he was to me. He was constantly checking me out, along with touching and rubbing against me. At first, I thought about reporting it, but he was kind of cute in a boyish way and I figured that it would make getting through my internship easier if flirted back some.
That had worked and I made it through the first two phases without a problem. Then suddenly Lieutenant Kelson was transferred and I was transferred also, worse, I was assigned to Lieutenant Miller. I knew two things right away; Lieutenant Miller had a reputation for being a no-nonsense guy and he was gay. That meant no matter how much smiling, eye batting or letting him rub up against my tits I did, it wasn't going to help my internship.
Hell, he had probably sucked more dick in his life than I had, and I liked to suck dick. I knew there were some rumors out there about me and Matt Kelson, but they weren't true. That doesn't mean that the rumors about my skills, which I had heard also, weren't true. I thought maybe I would take the fag hag route with Lieutenant Miller but whenever I tried to talk about personal stuff, he pretty much shut me down.
We got back to the station and backed the ambulance in. I was hungry and headed to the kitchen, just as I entered the hallway, I saw the door the battalion chief's office close which changed my plans. I quickly darted into the women's restroom across the hall for the chief's office.
I don't know what design characteristic caused it, maybe it was the reverberations of the duct work or something but, everything that was said in that office could be heard in the women's rest room. Fortunately, so far, none of the women had passed that information on to anyone, why would we, we learned a lot of hot gossip.
I heard the captain's voice and then gasped as I heard the chief's question and his response. They were meeting to talk about me and my future. It was quickly obvious that the reason Lieutenant Miller had been so quiet was he had already made up his mind about me and documented it. I knew I had been struggling but honestly thought I had shown some recent improvement.
Shit, the captain was right. I did do a good job of appearing to be eager to learn. That doesn't translate, or at least it hasn't until recently, into actually putting a lot of work into learning. I had increased my efforts recently when I recognized that Lieutenant Miller wasn't going to be won over by my charm and I already knew we wasn't going to be won over by my mouth or pussy.
Damn, the captain was now telling the chief about the rumors about me and my first lieutenant. I still really didn't know how those got started. Probably by some jealous fireman who had seen me flirting with Lieutenant Kelson. As much as I got eye fucked around here, on a daily basis, it is surprising I don't go home with a sore pussy after every shift. That didn't mean that I was actually fucking or, as my bosses were talking about, blowing anyone at work.
At least the chief is sticking up for me and asking if those are just rumors. He seems like a decent guy although I haven't talked to him much since I have been in this station. Fuck, the captain is saying he believes the rumors, great.
Wholly fuck. Did the chief just say he wouldn't blame Matt if he was fucking me? And now the captain is talking about my cock sucking skills. Jesus, the chief has been checking out my ass. I give him credit; he is discreet about it; I had never noticed. Wow, so the chief would like to give me a facial huh, I can't believe this conversation. I also can't believe it, but my pussy is starting to get a little wet hearing it.
Shit, the chief is planning on meeting with me this afternoon, with the ambulance out of service. That is definitely not good. I hope he sticks with the idea to meet with me alone. Hopefully, I can convince him I just need more time and I will be able to complete the internship. I am tired of sitting in the bathroom but know I need to wait a couple minutes after the captain leaves his office before coming out of the restroom. Pretty sure my hunger is gone now, and I will just have to wait to be called in the chief's office.
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I have looked over the memo written by Lieutenant Miller again. Basically, it says she just doesn't know things that she needs to know for her job. It is also pretty clear at this point she should know these things. It doesn't really say anything negative about her attitude, in fact it says she seems to get along with most of her co-workers.
The women in the department definitely have it tougher than the men when it comes to that. Men are welcomed and accepted at the start of their career. They don't develop an immediate reputation and their character flaws are often overlooked in the beginning. For the women it is the exact opposite, they have to earn their acceptance and every flaw is magnified. It is a little easier for the attractive women, the men are friendlier to them. Even the ones that make it known that they lesbians from the start.
I jot down a bunch of notes from the memo written about Kayla. Based on what I am looking at, this won't be a you are getting ready to get fired meeting, it will be a better improve your performance quickly meeting. Most of the time though, we end up having a you are getting ready to get fired meeting not long after this one.
I pull up my phone and stalk her social media accounts. I tell myself I am doing it to get a better understanding of her. The reality is after talking about the rumors about her with Jim, I want to see if there are any good pics of her. I have only seen her in a uniform. Her Facebook account is fairly bland, and it looks like she has limited access to anyone who isn't a friend. I accept requests from subordinates but don't make any. I have found that works out okay for the most part.