" I said nodding towards the truck and cop car along the side of the road."Now how did you know he was having trouble? Not nobody could have known tha.... Nobody but God, that is. But you're not God are you?" she asked.It wasn't a serious question, and she didn't seem to care if I answered it at all. Betty Ruth believed deeply on the existence of luck, and when something odd happened to her, she apparently didn't expect there to be an explanation. She already had convinced herself that I hadn't. I looked over my shoulder to see Susan’s smiling face. “Dinner is ready and you two sleepy heads need to get up and come eat. As we rolled over she took our hands and led us out of the bedroom and down to the kitchen. Kay and I were the only ones with no clothes on but it didn’t seem to bother anyone, so we just sat down and started enjoying the nice dinner Susan had prepared for us.After dinner we all pitched in to clean up the kitchen. It didn’t take but a few minutes and as soon as we were. He was sure not to approach until he had cooled a little ... maybe 10 minutes ... but girls notice such things.”“So what you are saying that your abductors only got your fake name, no credit card and no phone. Still, they might trace you through the store camera, but it would take an effort and pull. Plus, your car is still in the lot. At that mall I know they track the plates entering and leaving, allowing the car seven days ... they say it encourages hookups which is good for business. Plus. Damn him from his tasty testicles to his delectable dick.So I bounced from club to club, (literally, thanks to the elasticity of my bra strap) and watched crotches.I had just about given up for the night, seeing nothing more then a light snack in anyone's pants, and found myself dancing to burn off steam. At one point, I danced into someone tall, dark, and handsome."May I buy you a drink?" He asked after the song had ended."May I drink what you buy me?" I shot back.He smiled, and led me gently.