I'm way past the end of my regular working hours. How about I drop you off someplace, refund you the difference, I'll call in, get another cab here. B...tter that than I drive us into a ditch." He watched her in the mirror. She didn't seem to be listening to him at all. She seemed to be studying the backs of her hands with great interest, actually."Nah-uh sugar. I paid YOU. How's this - we stop for a breather. You take a nap, I'll get a breath of fresh air. There's a rest area back a ways - we. "She lifted her eyes. "Highly sexed?"He nodded. "Very." Am I highly sexed? How do you know that?"He smiled. "You're shy as well, but I'd believe that you have very erotic thoughts and feelings--isn't that true?"She flushed again then frowned. "I don't know, Doctor, really I don't know." But you feel very passionate sometimes, don't you Doris? You feel that you want some form of sexual outlet?" S-sometimes," she admitted."That's why I'm going to examine you--find out your sexual threshold.". " That got a bigger laugh than her mistake with the microphone. She continued while I was still deciding if I was offended. "He's written a petition that he asks you to sign. It's in the lobby and would require the Red Cross to keep at least half of their resources for the local community."As for our local community, eight hundred and ten of you bought tickets tonight to help out. Half of that will go to our Red Cross and the other half toward helping the Bradleys find a new home. Thank you."I. ”Well, the final week of my term in Gisborne was upon me. I was to leave early on the Sunday for the drive to Auckland.Lynette arranged for the three of us to have dinner downtown on Friday night and informed me she had spent some time checking out all the shops with changing rooms. The best she had found was the Farmers Store, which is a large department store much like Walmart, only much, much smaller. She said it was the only changing room she had found that had a door, and the end one of.