After she was well past the car, it started up, and she heard it turn around and approach her. She became unnerved, worried that her lack of money or ...aluables would lead to an angry mugger killing her. She walked faster. The man pulled the car up next to her, keeping in pace with her. He rolled down his window. "Hey," he said leaning over the seat, looking at her. She ignored him and walked faster. Being that he was in a car, this was pretty useless. "Hey," he said more forcefully, "I'm. I didn’t know how much until you turned up missing, and then when your mother was taken by Joey ... I know we’ve had our differences, but at the same time, we’re ... closer, aren’t we?”I opened my eyes and found myself looking at my dad’s fiddling hands. I had never seen him appear so nervous before. I had felt what he was trying to say when he had sat down and was searching my own feelings for him. I still had my reservations, for I didn’t trust his sense of right and wrong. But I knew he was. She had on the red and orange top that was just as good looking as the other one and it certainly showed her off just as well too. The jeans were right up the crack of her ass, right were I like them, and Hailey knew it too. I had certainly told her that often enough.After Hailey changed back into her regular street clothes she came back out and handed me the skirt and top and handed my friend the pants and top to pay for.As we left Hailey then explained, “Then skirt and pants are very low rise. Going into my basement from the kitchen, you’d walk into a living room area with a pool table on the side, a flat screen with leather furniture. Opposite of the room led a small bar on the side, no beverages stocked, and a small hallway leading to a laundry room on the end, and my room. My room had a huge bed on the side, a desk, and a nice tv. Not too big. The end of the room had a full bathroom. The room itself was shaped like a shoebox, but I loved it. There was a window above my dresser.