Has my hunt for the perfect man brought me to this? Kate thought fleetingly. Me? Kate Walters? Posing nude for an art exhibit?! Blink. Snap. Snap snap snap. 'Now, ' he began, sliding to a different location. 'Just let the towel fall to the floor.' No way. I shook my head and grabbed the towel harder. 'Come on, ' he said, straightening. 'It's different than going to those doctors you women go to. You take your clothes off for the gycolonist, right? Be just as comfortable as you would be with him.' 'I can tell you've never been to a a gycolonist, ' or you would realize that what you said was an oxymoron, ' I found myself half-screaming. 'You're the one who volunteered, ' he raised his voice in return.