I was working at my weekend job, serving for a caterer.Sarah picked me up that night. Well, I allowed Sarah to pick me up.I allowed her to take me ba...k to her place. I allowed her to ride meseveral times until she was exhausted. When I went to leave, sheinsisted I stay.I had assumed we were one and done. No. Sarah liked me and wanted me tohang around. Within a month, I gave up my share of a rental out inBrooklyn and moved in with her.That's when things started to change.What did Sarah. Almost everybody was grinding their teeth because they all knew there was tons of incredibly juicy stuff there, but nobody could get to it because the participants were all juveniles. They couldn't even interview the students.And while law enforcement did interview the students, the results of those interviews were kept closely under wraps.The charges laid against the Riley couple only fueled the fire. The arraignment was closed, because of the information about juveniles that would be. . But it was the kind of thing that if you didn’t do what you were told, you’d be left behind at the motorway services ... If you were lucky ... If you were unlucky, they’d punish you ... Some girls didn’t like to be shared, that was their punishment ... There was a lot of rape with the new girls ... I didn’t like that, but they shouldn’t have got on the bike if they weren’t willing to pay the fare, like...” She smiles, a casual dismissal of the rape of her fellow gang-bitches.“There was one. I know it will. That’s why you have to be strong for me, for us. Aunt B said I should talk to you. Explain it you, and tell you I need you to be strong. She must like you a lot. She said that man loves enough to take on the world. I can see it in his eyes every time he looks at you. If you ask him hell do it. So, I’m asking.”“I’ll only promise this. Before I’ll take you to the Bulldog, I’ll make you explain why we can’t follow the plan. I’ll make you tell me what’s changed that requires us to.