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    Doctor's Delight
    Doctor's Delight
    Doctor's Delight
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    Doctor's Delight

    By Angela Verdenius

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    What does a shy, 35 year old, plus-sized virgin do when she decides to lose her virginity and experience just one night of being desirable? She lets herself get talked into hiring a male escort. Unfortunately, mistaken identity lands her in the bed of a hunky doctor, and now things are spiralling out of control!

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherAngela Verdenius
    Release dateMay 12, 2011
    ISBN9781458057907
    Doctor's Delight
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    Angela Verdenius

    Angela lives in Australia, where she is happily ruled by her cats. When not reading, at work as a nurse, or watching horror movies, she can usually be found at her trusty computer...procrastinating by cruising the internet looking for funny cat clips and upcoming spooky movies.Angela has written sci-fi romances, BBW contemporary romances, 2 novellas, and several short stories, one of which is a zombie story she had great fun writing (because zombies rule and are the coolest of the monsters).

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    • 4/5
      It really is such a sweet romance. Rick is super fantastic...searching for one like him.
    • 4/5
      It was a bit fluffy like contemporary romance often is, but suuuuuuper insecure fat girl lands gorgeous doctor who helps build her self-esteem? How could I not like it? It is a great example of one of my favorite tropes; I'll definitely be keeping up with this author!

      Holds up on re-read - cute and kinda cheesy but so satisfying. I love the insecure heroine and how the hero helps her heal from all the horrible fat-shaming she's had to deal with.

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    • 5/5
      I am liking this author more and more. while I wish that more of the plus size women started out kick-ass, she does a great job of making the size... not an issue while being important. Great HOT sex. Nice. Very nice. And since I know several Aussie blokes with the same attitude she has in her heros.... very believable.

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    • 4/5
      it was a lovely book, it was a cliche yeah but it was wonderful to read a romance novel where the heroine is plus sized and has to over come weight issues and also struggle with the insecurity that sometimes come with the stint of bullying

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    Doctor's Delight - Angela Verdenius

    Doctor’s Delight

    By

    Angela Verdenius

    (Big Girls Lovin’ #1)

    Smashwords Edition

    Copyright: Angela Verdenius 2011

    All Rights Reserved

    Cover images courtesy of Andi Berger, Elena Rostunova & Dreamstime. Com

    Cover by Joleene Naylor

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    Table of Contents

    Glossary

    Chapter 1

    Chapter 2

    Chapter 3

    Chapter 4

    Chapter 5

    Chapter 6

    Chapter 7

    Chapter 8

    Chapter 9

    Bio

    Other Books by this Author

    Glossary

    *

    I found that some overseas readers were having difficulty with the Australian slang, so I thought a list of the slang I’ve used will help while reading the following story. Also, you’ll find some of our Aussie words have different spelling to the US. Interestingly enough, as I’ve grown (gracefully) older, I find a lot of our slang is bypassing the younger generation, so if a young Aussie says they’ve never heard a certain word, don’t be surprised! But trust me, I’ve used these words all my life growing up, and so have a lot of my family and friends. Does that make me an older Aussie? Heck yes! LOL

    Cheers,

    Angela

    *

    Australian Names/Terms/Slang

    AFP - Australian Federal Police

    Ambos - ambulance officers

    Arvo - afternoon

    Barbie - BBQ

    Beaut - beautiful, awesome, great, wonderful

    Berko - berserk

    Bewdy - as in ‘awesome, great’

    Biccies - biscuits. The same as cookies

    Bikie - biker, person who rides motorcycles.

    Bloke/s - man/men

    Bloody - a swear word ‘no bloody good’, in place of ‘no damned good’

    Boofhead - idiot, simpleton, etc. It’s an insult, though sometimes we use it as a term of affection. It depends on how it is said and meant.

    Boot (of a car) - trunk

    Brown nose - currying favour, sucking up. Has a cruder description, but let’s not go into that here. Means the same thing!

    Budgie smugglers - men’s bathers, small, brief and tight-fitting

    Buggered - many Aussie use it as a slang word for ‘broken’ (it’s buggered), ‘tired (I’m buggered), and ‘no way’ (I’m buggered if I’m going to do that). Just some examples

    Bung/Bunging - as in ‘bunging onto something’, putting on something (bung veggies on a plate, putting veggies on a plate), usually in a careless or ‘easy’ manner.

    Bush rangers - outlaws/thieves/robbers.

    Caramel Crowns - one of Arnott’s totally awesome chocolate and caramel biscuit. Gooey yumminess!

    Cark/carked - die, died.

    Chips - in Australia we have cold crunchy chips from a packet, or hot chips known in some countries as French Fries

    Chippie - carpenter

    Crash cart - resuscitation trolley in a hospital or medical setting - used for life threatening situations such as cardiac arrest

    Dander – temper

    Dial - face

    Dill - silly, idiot

    Dogs - (as in attached to a truck) - trailers, enclosed or not, that carry goods or are empty.

    Doona - like a padded quilt that fits inside a cover and lies on the bed. Can have the warmth of two, three or four blankets, etc.

    Donger - penis. Also another meaning is a place people sometimes sleep in, such as ‘dongers’ on mine sites.

    Dunny - toilet. When used in the terms ‘built like a brick dunny’, it refers to something built solid, unmoveable.

    Fire bug - arsonist

    Firies - fire fighters

    Garbo/s - the person/s who drive and/or load garbage onto the garbage truck.

    Gee-gees - horses

    Giggle-box - TV, television

    Gob - mouth

    Got his/her/their goat – annoyed him/her/them

    Hoon/s - person/people who indulge in antisocial behaviour. Great explanation in Wikipedia

    Iced Coffee/chocolate - a milk drink flavoured with chocolate or coffee

    Jumper - sweater

    Kick up a stink - make a fuss, get angry

    Local rag - local newspaper

    Lolly - sweetie, candy

    Loo - toilet

    Lug - face

    Milo - chocolate malt drink. Can have it hot or cold. Yummy!

    Moosh - slang for face/mouth

    Mobile phone - cell phone

    Mozzie - mosquito

    NAD - No Abnormalities Detected

    Nong - idiot

    Nooky - sex

    Paddy wagon - four wheel drive police vehicle carries four police in the double cab and has a filled-in imprisonment section in the back to place prisoners.

    Panadol - paracetamol, similar to Tylenol in the US

    Pav/s - Pavlova/Pavlovas - best dessert ever!

    PCYC - Police and Citizens Youth Club

    Pedal Pushers - three quarter pants/knickerbockers

    Porking - having sex

    Primapore - sticky patch with a pad in it, a medical dressing

    Pub – hotel

    Quack – derogatory term for a doctor

    RAC - Royal Automobile Club of Western Australia. Covers insurance, holidays, loans, etc

    Red backs - poisonous spider, black in colour with a red stripe on its back.

    Root - sex

    Rotty – Rottweiler breed of dog.

    Rubbers – condoms

    Sack - bed - as ‘in the sack’ meaning ‘in bed’

    Servo - service station

    Shag - sex

    Sheila – female

    Slab – carton of beer.

    Smoko - morning tea and afternoon tea break

    Snaggers - sausages

    Soft drink - soda, fizzy drink

    Sparkie - electrician

    Spider (drink) - soft drink of choice with a scoop of ice cream in it

    Stiffy - erection, boner

    Subbies - sub contractors

    Tea - some people call the evening meal dinner. In my family, we’ve always called it tea, as in breaky, dinner and tea, or breaky, lunch and tea.

    Thongs - worn on the feet, same as ‘flip flops’

    Tickled pink - delighted

    Tim Tams - a brand of Arnott’s Biscuits. Yummy!

    TLC - Tender Loving Care

    Togs - bathers, swim suit

    Torch - flashlight

    Toot - toilet

    Tradies - tradesmen

    Tucker – food

    Twistie – a brand of cheese-flavoured snack food. Yummy!

    Ute - small truck

    Vegemite - most Aussies find this spread yummy, many non-Aussies find it too salty. Here’s the hint - if you ever have Vegemite, use it spread thinly, never thickly!

    Vollie - volunteers

    Wacky baccy - marijuana

    Wanger - penis

    Waterworks - crying

    Whopper - a lie

    Yamaha & Suzuki - ‘brands’ of motorcycles.

    You wally - silly

    Chapter 1

    *

    Good morning, this is Justin’s Escort Agency. I’m Helen, how may I help you?

    Cherry froze at the female voice. Oh God, this was it! This was the Escort Agency! She swallowed hard. Is this – is this the male escort agency?

    Yes it is. How may I help you?

    Cherry bit her lip and fisted one hand in the soft material of her skirt. Can I do this? Can I really hire a man to de-virgin me?

    Frizz, her tabby male cat, stared at her out of big, golden eyes. Cherry almost felt like she was too dirty for him to look at, so she turned her back on him while winding the cord around her finger. Great, now she was facing the inquisitive little face of Sugar, her tabby female cat.

    Hello? Are you there? Helen’s voice resonated with warmth. Maybe she was used to nervous virgins ringing up for men.

    Ah yes. Cherry cleared her throat. I’m here.

    Are you looking for an escort, ma’am?

    The million dollar question. Was she looking for a male prostitute? The million dollar answer – apparently. I – yes. Taking a deep breath, Cherry tried to calm her galloping heart. What do you have on offer? And cringed. Did I really ask that? Oh my sweet Aunt.

    There was humour in Helen’s voice. It depends on what you’re looking for in an escort.

    Cherry somehow didn’t think answering a penis, would be the correct thing to say. Ummm…first off, what do you charge?

    Different rates for different services, Ms...?

    Jones. Cherry immediately wanted to kick herself. Jones? How fake was ‘Jones’? How many desperate women have passed themselves off as ‘Jones’, and look, I’ve just joined the queue!

    Helen didn’t miss a beat. Well, Ms Jones, what kind of service are you after? Escort for a dinner? Escort for a few hours of pleasure? Escort for the night? Dinner and the night? A party?

    There’re that many choices?

    Justine’s Escort Agency caters to every need.

    Every need?

    Every need.

    Ah.

    Helen tried again. Give the woman top marks for patience. Ms Jones, perhaps we could start with how long do you want the escort for?

    How long would it take to deflower a nervous, plus-sized virgin? Ah…

    Do you want gentle handling, something a little rougher?

    Rougher?

    There was silence for several seconds, and when Helen spoke again, her tone was kinder. Ms Jones, forgive me for being personal, but is this your first time?

    Yes. On both accounts. First time to hire a male prostitute and first time for sex. The first was new, the second was pathetic, and Helen certainly didn’t need to know about that second detail.

    No problems. Helen was so friendly now that Cherry almost expected her to magically hand her a cup of tea through the phone and sit her down for a chat. First things first. Our men are all health checked regularly. All use protection and bring their own condoms to the meetings.

    Cherry had a vision of a bunch of hunks sitting around the boardroom table with their packets of condoms (ribbed for your pleasure) on the table before them. Then she realized the meeting meant the meeting between escort and client. Client, that didn’t sound bad. That sounded better than desperate and lonely. Uh huh, she said.

    You can hire the escort for the evening, the night, or by the hour.

    They’re that fast?

    There was total silence on the other end before Helen said a little more slowly, It depends what you’re after.

    Sex. Cherry turned even redder under Sugar’s wide eyes. Just…sex.

    Are you into fast sex, Ms Jones? Because we have some excellent escorts here who can bring you to orgasm in no time.

    Ah…fast sex. Cherry thought hard. How fast did one need to be at sex? Was half an hour long enough? An hour? Ten minutes? Cripes, what if she was frigid? That could take hours.

    Ms Jones? Helen probed delicately.

    Ah…no fast sex. But no slow sex, either. I think. Normal sex.

    Normal sex, Helen repeated. No specific time limit then?

    Time limit?

    Everyone is different, Ms Jones. Helen laughed lightly. You are such a kidder!

    Oh yeah, kidder, that’s me. Cherry ran one hand over her damp forehead and desperately dragged up her mental plan. What’s the general rate and time for a meeting in a hotel room?

    Helen turned very professional. Two hundred dollars an hour, you can decide how long you want your escort. That way you can figure out your time.

    Two hours, Cherry blurted. Two hours should be plenty.

    Helen pounced on the figure. Excellent! Now, you can pay by credit card—

    Cash. I want to pay the escort cash as soon as he arrives.

    Fine. We do have some independent operators who work side-line for us, and they’ll accept cash on arrival. Now, Ms Jones. There was a definite smile back in Helen’s voice. Do you have a preference for your escort?

    Cherry knew exactly what she wanted, she’d thought of this ever since she’d listened to her crazy friends. In fact, she had the ideal man from her day dreams. If anyone was going to deflower her and hold her in his arms, it was going to be her dream man. Especially if she was going to be paying four hundred dollars for two hours with him.

    Tall, strong. Muscular but not overblown, you know?

    You don’t want Conan the Barbarian.

    Exactly. Dark hair. Cherry started to feel her courage disappear as she reeled off what seemed like a shopping list, or a description for a pedigree dog. Uh…good looking would be nice. Nice? She wanted good looking. She wanted knock-me-down and stroke-me-out handsome. But she couldn’t quite get up the nerve to say so.

    No problems, said Helen the Efficient. Anything else?

    Oh yes, there was. Something really important. He has to like plus-sized women.

    Trust me, Ms Jones, our escorts are there to please you. Size means nothing to them.

    I just… Cherry bit her lip, mortified.

    Your escort will like you, Ms Jones, trust me. They are used to being with clients of every age and size. Their business is your pleasure, so don’t worry about it, okay?

    Easy for Helen to say. Cherry had no doubt Miss Twiggy was sitting behind the phone racking up the men like cue balls.

    Now, do you have a date in mind?

    The frown eased from Cherry’s face. This Saturday.

    Let me just check the schedule. There came the sound of keys clicking. Damien is free Saturday.

    Damien? Damien sounded like a hunky man’s name. Cherry chewed her bottom lip. Now she had a name, it seemed a little more real.

    "Time and place of meeting?’ Helen queried.

    Indigo Hotel. Oh the other side of the city. Eleven pm. As late as possible, so it was less likely anyone would see him – Damien – arrive and leave.

    Contact phone number?

    Luckily, she’d planned ahead. She didn’t want any way for this to backfire. She gave the number of the pre-paid mobile phone.

    Right, said Helen. Saturday twelfth, eleven pm, at the Indigo Hotel.

    Yes.

    Damien will be there. You will have a good time, Ms Jones. Is there anything else I can do for you?

    No. That’s it.

    Have a lovely evening and thank you for contacting us. Any problems, feel free to call back.

    Cherry put the phone down and stared at it. That was that. She’d just hired a male escort for two hours on Saturday. Perched on the edge of the chair, she nibbled her bottom lip. Her heart thundered a little in her ears and she felt hot. Not good hot, but jittery nerves hot.

    She looked at Sugar. I can always cancel, right?

    Sugar blinked and went back to grooming.

    Cherry looked back at the phone. She couldn’t believe she’d actually done it. She couldn’t believe she’d actually listened to her crazy friends.

    *

    Three Days Before

    *

    Which imbecile nurse did this? A familiar roar rent the air.

    Bugger me dead. Cherry looked around the corner of the treatment room. It’s Ducks Arse.

    Who? Maxie looked up from where she was drawing up the intravenous antibiotics.

    Dr Drake. Harry. Ducks Arse.

    Ah. Maxie squinted at the syringe as she held it up. What’s his problem?

    I don’t know. He’s waving the obs chart around.

    Maybe you should go and see—

    And maybe I should go and play in the traffic.

    I’m the senior RN. Maxie carefully pressed the plunger of the syringe until the air was out of the barrel. That means you’re under me.

    And you’re above me. Which means you’re in charge. Cherry smiled. Dr Ducks Arse is waiting for you.

    Maxie glared.

    Cherry smiled wider.

    Cherry—

    Cherry glanced back out the door. Never mind. Susie’s copped it.

    You are such a bitch.

    No, I’m a survivor.

    Maxie shook her head and grinned suddenly. I’ll tell Susie that you could have saved her.

    Hey, she’d have done the same.

    Trailing behind Maxie as she left the treatment room and headed for the corridor leading to the patients’ rooms, Cherry gave Susie a little wave behind the ranting doctor’s back. Susie’s gaze promised retribution.

    After giving the patient his antibiotics via the IV cannula in his hand, Cherry and Maxie disposed of the syringe and needle into the sharps container before heading to the staff dining room. It was deserted apart from themselves. They hadn’t been there long when Susie came through the door.

    You cows, she stated bluntly. You could have—

    But didn’t, Cherry finished, unwrapping the glad wrap from her sandwich. Man, I hate this rabbit food.

    It was with a smirk that Susie placed the plate of mushroom and chicken pasta in the microwave and heated it up. Cherry sighed as the aroma filled the air.

    Revenge is sweet. Susie set the plate right opposite Cherry and sat down.

    That’s low and mean and everything else in that area, Cherry muttered. Why oh why couldn’t she be slim and able to eat whatever she wanted? Glancing down at her gently rounded tummy and plump thighs under the nurse’s uniform top and pants, she sighed.

    Uh-oh, Maxie said. She has that look again.

    Forking up some pasta, Susie shrugged. Hey, no sympathy here. She left me to Ducks Arse.

    I never told you to come at his yelling, Cherry pointed out.

    Yeah, well at least I have the knowledge that I’m in for a mad sex session with Robbo this arvo to restore my good nature.

    Sighing again, Cherry picked the bean sprouts out of the sandwich. Hell.

    Susie glanced up. Cherry…

    Don’t worry.

    Of course we worry, Maxie said bluntly. Ever since we found out you’re a virgin, we’ve been worried.

    Dying a virgin. Susie shuddered.

    Well, it’s not like I’m going to get de-virginated anytime in this life. Goddamn it.

    Is there such a word as de-virginated? Maxie wondered.

    Forget that. Susie waved her fork in Cherry’s direction. You need to go out more. Meet more blokes.

    I spent the whole of last year being dragged around to pubs and clubs and who the hell knew where else. Cherry tossed the sandwich on the plate with a sigh. You, of course, got every good-looking man in sight.

    Why ‘of course’?

    Because you’re a lust magnet, Maxie replied bluntly.

    And you can’t talk. Picking up the mug of hot coffee, Cherry waved it around until it was in danger of slopping over. You had more offers than a wage increase at a politicians gathering.

    Well…

    And now you’re engaged and Susie has a boyfriend. Again.

    Cherry, any man would have to be out of his mind to not want you—Susie began.

    Oh, come on! Cherry poked her soft belly with a forefinger. I’m fat and thirty five. No man wants me.

    That’s not true.

    Of course it’s bloody true! How many times was I picked up at the pub? When did any man show any interest in me?

    You have plenty of male friends.

    Friends. Friends! Cherry stopped talking when a hospital clerk looked inside the door and glanced around in search of someone before retreating again. Friends, Susie. Men want to be my friend, not my lover.

    Maxie and Susie looked at each other.

    Cherry sighed and leaned her chin on one fist. I’m not jealous of you two. We’ve been friends for years. It’s just…

    You want to be loved, Maxie said.

    No. Yes.

    Decisive, Susie stated.

    I want...

    A man.

    Exactly.

    We’re trying, sweetie. Maxie patted her hand. There’s some new doctors coming to the town and we’ll see them here. Maybe one of them?

    You don’t understand. Taking a deep breath, Cherry pushed the coffee mug away. If it were anyone else but her two friends, she wouldn’t have had the gumption to speak her mind. I’ve given up on finding a man to love me. When Susie opened her mouth to object, she held up her hand. "All I want is to know what it’s like to

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