"It'll be okay, Kris. You know, you're probably better off without him," I sighed and proceeded to tell her what had happened in the bar, how I'd prob...bly severed my friendship with them as well and that the two of us were probably social pariahs. She smiled at me, rested her head on my shoulder and we sat in silence for a while. Kris eventually looked up at me, "Rowan?" I turned to look at her and she simply looked at me, not saying anything until I raised an eyebrow. "Rowan, I don't think. Seems I’m being kidnapped and taken across state lines. We’re heading to L.A.”“Whoa? Who’s the girl? I wasn’t aware you were searching for a sugar momma, otherwise I might have applied.”“Is anything happening I should be aware of? I won’t be able to rush back unless we turn around now.”“Nah, things are fine. We’ve outfitted Milton with a wire. He’s going to wear it twenty-four seven so he’ll be ready whenever they reach out. We have a female officer from vice babysitting him, so no one will. She wasted no time in tapping the nasty brush against the girl’s buttocks.“Just six with this, sweetie and then I’ll say we’re finished. No fuss Charlotte.” Miss Downey already had the dark-coloured brush in the air before the girl had a chance to reply.“Thud!” The first stroke landed low on Charlotte Beccles’ right bum cheek.The blonde-haired seventeen-year-old squirmed as the pain registered in her brain and Helen grabbed her under the waist and pulled her tightly into her lap, before. It’s been since high school. Dating is not my thing. I’ve been chased by any number of girls, ladies and women, none of which bothered to get to know me. Dollar signs in their eyes. This is the first time, since high school, twelve years ago, that I have asked ... I did want to take you out, though, so please, please accept my gratitude for accepting.”“Done. We may be in the same boat. I haven’t dated much either. My brothers ran off the good ones, and I ran off the others.”“Speaking of that,.