She then asked me to show her where the tick was locate. I protested and asked if there was something I could do to remove it.She said "don't be silly... it was very harmless and she wouldn't hurt me".I still protested but she insisted I show her. I explained that the tick was in a private part. She laughed for a second and said she was a nurse and there was nothing to be embarrassed about.She told me to undo my pants and let her examine the tick.I could see that I was not going to win and. That much was true. What followed in the story is where it veered off into fantasyland. Once here, the kidnappers tried to get me to access my trust fund and inheritance accounts to buy my family's release. Knowing we would all be dead if I did, I attacked the men holding my grandmother, cousin, and aunt captive, killing the kidnappers in my attempt to free them all. The men were members of a provo-IRA splinter faction trying to fund their cause via kidnapping wealthy and connected British. .All of which, Mary, being Herman, had not quite grasped.He-she did not really know what to do next. But that was nothing new to Herman. It had all started when he had come home from the graveyard shift, and was looking forward to having dinner with the family. Suddenly he had found himself in the living room turned into what he thought was his niece Gloria. He knew it had to be Grandpa's fault. When he-she confronted him about, Grandpa talked about electricity a lot. They were next to the. .. I finish up wash my hands and started walking back to my truck. I notice a car leaving the gas station and its pulls up beside. Excuse me, can you give me direction. I look at the driver and it's the little blonde. She's looking for a place to go party,... she was dressed to get attention.A little short skirt, shirt open as if she was showing off cleavage. My suspicion were correct,... cross dresser. I told her I didn't know much about the local scene, I'm a truck driver parking up for the.