Where were lightning bolts and quicksand floors when you needed them? “Why are you asking Georgie when there is a roomful of doctors standing here just dying to give you a technical opinion on the matter?” Zane asked. Denise looked scornful. “Anyone who works for doctors knows they don’t know anything about sex. I want somebody’s opinion who’s qualified. Georgie, what do you say?” There was a moment of stunned silence, then everyone burst into laughter. Georgeanne laughed with them in spite of her strong urge to bolt from the room. “I may be qualified as a psychologist, but I think that particular question ought to be answered by someone with a lot of training in anatomy and physiology.” “You’re just trying to get out of answering,” Denise accused. “You’ve been taking evasive action ever since I started talking about Fritzi Field’s book. Well, you aren’t getting out of it this time.
