"They'd all be in prison if the outside world heard about this place. They may be nicer than the others but they know what side their bread's buttered... We have to rely on ourselves alone, Clarissa. Us and Megan if they ever let her out!"Clarissa and Miranda were inseparable by this time and Megan noticed, from her high vantage point, just how affectionate the couple were becoming. At first it had saddened her to think she was losing Clarissa, but as time went by she was just grateful that her. "I'm great! Once I find an apartment, I'll have you over to prove it."By this time we had arrived at one of the large complexes behind Albertson's and walked to the office. It felt quite natural walking and talking with her, and I went in without thinking. She told the manager her name was Margo, and that she had called earlier about a one bedroom apartment."I'm late for a meeting," the manager said. "Since you called, I'll give you the key to the available one-bedroom so you can take a. Jackson Brown gave it to me good and proper and he had me spraying my passion juice sooner rather than later much to my delight. When he turned me over and started on the other side, I was a fan for life and I hoped they would need my services as repeat clients.It was only after about three months of constant humping with the babysitting fathers that I suddenly had the thought that my daughter was getting more than she bargained for when she took the overnight babysitting jobs and perhaps that. Deep down, it was probably what she wanted."Where are we going?" she asked as casually as she could."I don't know. Let's try something downtown." He said, trying to sound casual. Actually he knew exactly where he wanted to go. It took about twenty minutes for them to get from their suburb to downtown. It was Friday night. In fact it was First Friday. All the Art Galleries were open. Everything was busy in midtown.The Garment District was an area they had seldom been to over the years. At one.