I need for you to pick them up in the middle of the night and make them disappear. We are going to name the operation ‘Sanctuary’. We need to set ...hem up somewhere in Mississippi, in a rural area with a rental house or mobile home. We need to do it quick. They also need completely new identity papers,” I explained.“Don’t tell me, or anyone else where they are. Make sure she knows not to ever mention her old life, or her husband. She will have enough money to take care of herself eventually.. ” He handed her his bottle of rum. “Take a swig of that. It’ll warm you up real quick.”Beth took a drink, which caused her to cough and spit. Determined to show her friend’s dad she could handle it, she took another swig, which went down much easier. It felt nice and warm in her belly.It wasn’t until her third drink that Phil thought to take the bottle away, “That’s plenty, there. Don’t want you getting sick on me.”They sat there for several minutes. Beth was feeling the effects. When she stood. Sam really was turned on by prostitution and all that it entails. There was something so hot about girls accepting cash in return for sex. There had been times he allowed men to have sex with her for money but they always made sure the men were okay with filming them having sex with her. Ali, hadn't quite given in to prostitution yet, but Sam would continue to push it on her. She really liked that he desired to pimp her out for cash and was giving the idea more thought lately. For some. Even the ones we inflict on ourselves and don't deserve.'I stood up, laying my hand on my father's shoulder. "Goodnight."I went up stairs and sat in front of Izzy's door for an hour, broadcasting my love for her. Then I went to my old room and fell asleep on the bed in my sweats. I woke early, showered and then sat in front of her door, broadcasting while she slept.When I heard Dad moving around downstairs I got up and went to the kitchen.He looked up from the stove when he heard me come.