There was no reason she needed to leave behind all of her knowledge.She looked at her partially completed practice test, and was worried. She could al...ost follow the logic of the five questions she had done the night before, but she didn’t even know where to start on the fifteen she hadn’t started. Not good.She looked at the clock. It was 10 o’clock. If she was serious about keeping her mind, she would need to focus and finish. No distractions like yesterday. She’d probably also need to find. Mary Ellen felt her face turn red and second-guessed her selection of clothes again."Wow," Drew said, almost drooling. "You... wow... you look great." Thank you!" she answered but her face remained hot. "Where's Dana?" she asked quickly."In the kitchen."She felt Drew's eyes almost devouring her. As she turned and walked toward the kitchen she could feel Drew's eyes follow her. A smile came to her lips and she suddenly felt good about herself. It had been a long time since a man paid that much. .." She shook her head and nearly jumped to her suitcase, which was sitting in the corner of the floor. "I'm awful, just awful." Shelly..."She vigorously shook her head as she bent over and frantically rummaged through her bag. "No, this is all my fault. I knew your rule; yours and Tracy's. I knew how you felt about keeping your relationship unique and separate from the ones you shared with other people."She obviously didn't think about the fact that she was giving me a fascinating view of her. "Mornin', darling," the cabbie- a slightly overweight man in his mid-forties- says as I slide onto the back seat. "Hey, aren't you StephAbbott?" Umm, yep, that's me!" I say with a smile."Thought I recognised the name!" The cabbie chuckles in his thick Londonaccent. "I've got a 14 year old daughter who's a huge fan of yours, she'sbeen listening to your album all weekend... Is it true that you used to bea bloke?" 'Umm, 'fraid so," I reply with a grimace."Nah, nothing to apologise about," the.