" Lindsay closed her eyes as he began running his warm hands over her breasts, feeling for any abnormalities. She had just began to calm when she felt...a sharp pinch on her nipple. Her eyes flew open to see Dr. anderson smiling down at her. He pinched and pulled her other nipple, making her moan softly despite her mortification. "Excellent." The doctor's voice was soft. "Everything looks perfectly normal."Giving her an intense look, he snapped on a pair of latex gloves. "You might find the exam. The driver noticed me smiling to myself in the rearview and I gave him a smile back. I was squirming in my seat with anticipation of this party. I didn’t even know who’d be there. I had my cute sundress on—the yellow one with the pink flowers on them. I had my cute hat on—a straw one with a flower in front. I had my cute sandals on—the wedge ones I paid a lot for.And no undies!I bit my lip as the driver looked at me again. Was he reading my mind? I laughed to myself and he noticed. Ugly guy. “God, I wish I could see you,” he mumbled.I took his hands in mine and placed them on my hips.“You can feel me.”“Wow, that's so sexy.”“Thanks, Steve, I do like to dance.”“Do you have a boyfriend?”I moved away from him before saying, “No, I'm single and kind of like it that way.”“Oh, I thought you would want to have kids and settle down.”Continuing dancing I said, “No, that’s not for me. I like to leave my options open, you know.”He laughed. “Does that mean you are a promiscuous girl?”“Steve,. " But none of what they have to offer interests me."Katie paused to find the best way to phrase her thoughts. "I'm interested in how people think. What motivates them? What pushes their buttons." Psychology." I've checked college curricula. They emphasize abnormal psychology. The neurotics, psychotics, and schizophrenics. I am more interested normal people. How they think, and how to manipulate them. Like a police interrogator, but more subtle." Your interests mesh very well with what I have to.