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I DON’T KNOW WHY I’M surprised to find that Mick and I like the same kind of music. And, oh my g-spot, does he have a great voice. He can sing anything. When we do a duet of Pink’s Just Give Me A Reason, my panties pretty much melt right off me. I’ve never sang with a guy before and it’s almost to the point of being intoxicating. The whole thing of Mick and me being a really bad idea and a non-starter is going right out the window.

Music is a seriously powerful aphrodisiac. My mind is going into all kinds of dark places. I’m ready to demand that he pull over into a rest stop so we can do it in a bathroom when Alissa leans over into the front seat.

“Pee stop. I have to pee,” she says.

It’s a sign. I was thinking Mick and I could do it at a rest stop and now Alissa needs a rest stop. I squirm in my seat as I imagine getting all hot and heavy with Mick in less than five minutes. Could it really happen? Should it happen? Would he be into it? Is there something seriously wrong with me that