I had no idea what Frank was getting out of all of it, but I was getting nothing out of it. I actually found it quite boring.Then Frank started talkin... about a guy he corresponded with on the Internet. According to Frank the guy was really cool and good looking and he wanted to get together with us for cocktails. I looked at Frank and asked just what in the hell he expected to happen. Frank said that it would just be drinks and socializing and that nothing would happen that I didn't want to. The man smiled his stained teeth bare."I'd rather not...," Lucian went on, pushing the words through a chokingthroat.Panic returned. He jerked his leg away, moving left, only to feelanother hand on his left thigh. The driver grinned while humming louder.A lover had betrayed the nasal singer on the radio.Two hands tugged at his blanket, moving it up."You are a beautiful girl," the bald-headed bodybuilder said as hisfingers moved to the inside of Lucian's thigh. "Great legs."He couldn't utter a. “I'm sorry you lost your crew, I know how bad that shit hurts.”Cesar pulled back a bit, just nodding lightly in reply. His tone was a lot more firm and gathered when he spoke, “Yeah, homes. Yeah.” Carl slapped him on the shoulder a few times before letting him go. “If you want to go have a shower, the water won’t keep me awake.” “Cool, homes.”Carl lingered a moment, wondering about the sudden change that had come over Cesar. He dismissed it as the bad news the Hispanic had given him. Carl felt. She was so excited she was literally bouncing and giggling as she approached me. She was dressed in shorts and a tee-shirt with the squad logo on it.I bowed and took her hand. Placing a kiss on the back of her petite hand I told her in my best French accent, "Sandy, your royal highness, today I am but your humble servant, here to grant your every wish no mater how slight. If you will be so kind as to allow me to escort you, your chariot awaits. Shall we proceed?" She looked up at her mom with a.