#3 offered: "A left at the next corner, by the big pohutakawa, then six miles forward, miss, & a right."
"Can you drive the next bit? I'm a little fatigued, & Rhodes doesn't know how."
Rhodes bristled, but maintained his silence, his make-up unable to dispute a truth.
"I'd be honored, miss," said #3, "Pull over @ the next scenic overlook, then, & come back to tend to the little ones."
Rhodes bristled again, & ejaculated: "Keep it civil, #3."
"At least I've been trained," said #3, mildly.
Desiree & #3 changed positions. "I've been waiting for someone like you," she breathed in his ear, whille passing.
In spite of his training, #3 felt himself flush.
