Kelli was sure he was hurt, but the one thing he didn't seem to be was surprised. He looked like he might cry and she put an arm around his shoulders...."It's okay, Daddy, you don't deserve this. I'm so sorry." You don't have to apologize. It's your mother who owes me an explanation. I hoped it wasn't happening." He took her hand and squeezed it."What do you mean?" Honestly, I suspected something might be going on. There have been some things that didn't add up. She — no, I shouldn't be talking. My not telling them everything’s my way of protecting them. After all I’m only human. Now, I will admit that I have made my share of mistakes, and there have been times when I should have told them more than I did but that’s hindsight.”“Hindsight?” asks Vixen, “That’s an interesting choice of words! In hindsight, we shouldn’t have trusted a prick like you. A lesson I learned the hard way and not one I will repeat!”Batman again seemingly shrug off Vixen’s criticism, again, as Hawkgirl says,. Her interests in him were perhaps because he was young and inexperienced by vampire reckoning, and she wanted to push him into new experiences and see how he handled them. In the mid 1700s Sally had set up a brothel in Paris. It was an elegant place that only provided the service of boys and girls, under the age of 15. Its patrons were the wealthy, the nobles and the clergy. After meeting Jered at a high class party, and exchanging love bites on the balcony, Sally invited him back to her. " Melanie shook his hand off her arm and walked up to the register. "Two packs of Newport's please and this." She put her drink and donuts on the counter. "Damn baby, we ain't looking to sell it. We're looking for like a consignment deal, baby." Baby's speech impediment getting on Melanie's nerves now. "I don't know what you three heard, but I don't do consignments. Plus, why don't you tell Charlez. I don't know what you're even talking about really." "Where is that dick-head? He in the Filly?".