Stopped only when his shoulders caught on the rim. He struggled to get out and was pulled back in. This conflict between Sailor and Vortex, Man and Wo...an continued and intensified. Susan slept in a sitting state, supported by the headboard of the bed. Deep in Susan’s sleeping mind, millions of years of genetic coding told her body this was not the desired position for this activity. Clenching the sheets in her hand and flexing her knees, she pulled herself down, onto her back. The movement woke. He was not too gentlemanly as he opened the door to help her out. Instead of discretely looking her in the eyes, he almost gasped as she swung her long uncovered legs out of the cramped little car. Her dress had ridden up to a ridiculous height in order to drive the car with the manual transmission.There was no real lady-like way to modestly get out of the driver's seat.Jenny embarrassingly tried to hold her right hand with her purse over her lap as she tried to cover herself as he. The only one that came close to embarrassing was when there was a string of questions about dating. One girl came out as a lesbian and of course Patty as a bisexual sex kitten. She didn’t go into much depth but said that she’d had sex with both men and women but had one man that she answered to in the relationship department.The meeting was more about finding out about each other than digging into one person’s sex life. They were starting to care about each other as people as well as teammates.. "Not now, chum, you'll get me lost!" the Tick replied. "Now, was that a LEFT on Siegal and a RIGHT on Shuster? Or a RIGHT on Kane and LEFT on Moulton?"Carmelita sighed again. "I think it's here, Tick," she said as they neared a sign that said, "Elk Whistler, spell reversals and cantrips"."Hm...I think you're right," the Tick said thoughtfully. "Yep! Right here at the corner of Kirby and Lee!" He opened the door and went inside, Carmelita still under his arm.Inside the office, a man awaited.