”“SHOW ME.” Dr. Stone commanded.Her fingers slowly picked the hem of her dress and she slowly lifted her uniform inch by inch up her leg.“That...��s more like it Patricia” Said Dr. Stone in a much more comforting voice. “Keep going…”She felt the cool air on the top of her thighs. “Nearly there” said a slightly condescending Dr. Stone.Soon the dress was up around her waist. Patricia didn’t know where to look. Her knickers were so thin you could see straight through them. A few of the men whistled. Maybe Big Al's pawn shop. That's about all I can think of," she suggested. "Do you know where that is?" Yeah, I know where it is. Someplace I wouldn't let my kids go, if I had any." I replied."Yep, that would be the place," she admitted. "I'm not supposed to do this, but do you need a ride." No thanks, I have a friend nearby." I admitted. The friend nearby was Gwen that morning. Thanks to TV's never ending need for mind numbing crap, I have a ride home, I thought."So do you want to drive me to. ”“I’m glad you liked it. My brother and I just about bust a gut laughing,” the stranger said. “By the way, you don’t know who won the Duke-UNC game, do you?”“Is that tonight? It might still be on.” Jake picked up the tv remote and turned it to the basketball game. “Yeah, they just came out of halftime. Nice.” Jake looked over at the door and saw Danielle’s shopping bags. “Dani must be home,” Jake said.“You don’t think she’ll mind if we watch the rest of the game, do you?” the stranger. ”“But I like it here!” Emmy protested. “Why should I have to move because my dad is a racist?”“I was just saying what you might do IF you and Clark wanted to be a couple,” I replied. “If it’s just sex, I have to say Violet’s assessment is correct. It’s not worth dying for, or even being hospitalized.”“Though if you’re as good as Mindy just implied...” Violet said invitingly.“Can we PLEASE not talk about my brother’s sex life?” Liz begged.“My little sister has a point,” I said. “I mean, besides.