Austin, would you please take us to Frandor?"Instead of driving past the rubble we turned left from Logan on to East Michigan and drove to the new sho...ping center. Frandor was named after the developers wife, Francis, and his daughter, Doris. It was like a series of strip malls except it had places like Sears, J.C. Penny's and some big name department stores. Macy's was one. There were also several top name Jewelry stores, Medawar's was where we went."Mr. Austin. Please look at me." She started. "James' panting and reddened face had attracted to surfer guys, bodies tanned and chiseled to near-perfect condition. They were holding up James between them, roughly squeezing his arms. He began to struggle and panic. He'd been exposed! They'd beat him up, or worse, call the cops on him! But it was no use, they had grabbed him tight. The first girls were pointing and giggling, others looked furious."Give it up, loser. You're going nowhere," one of the surfers said angrily. He and his buddy. “It means confusion or misinterpretation,” Bella said with an apologetic smile.Belita laughed. “So the hidden influences are the ones I don’t understand.” She rolled her eyes. “Thanks cards. Real useful, ye are.”Bella flipped over the next card, the two of swords, also upside down. “The environment. Hmm. This card, in this position, represents a situation or choice with no good answer. Any choice is bad, and the best you can hope for is the option that results in the least damage.”“Well fuck,”. "Before joining the project, there hadn't been a time when sex had been anything other than unpleasant. From her first date where she had been forced to suck a guy off to the day she had been rescued from being beaten by her ex, she'd been forced to do things she didn't want to do. It was rape. A lot guys raped her, not just the first guy she dated, but every guy after that.Not dating was out of the question. All she had wanted was to be loved. Deep down inside, she knew that she couldn't live.