As she was a pretty girl she should be prepared to handle the attention she probably would be getting. I had also decided that I would sign her up for...some martial arts classes.We used my study as classroom. I had to admit that I learned to like the lessons I was giving her, as they gave something to think about, and filled my days. It was the nights I feared.One morning I was a bit late when I entered the study. I stopped cold when I saw Alexa there with an open manilla envelope - and my gun -. She knew it had been hard on her dad raising her all alone and she had tried her best to be a good daughter and not cause him too much trouble. She knew she didn't always succeed, but she did try. All she knew about her present was that he was taking her out to dinner then they were spending the rest of the evening just the two of them.She hoped it was something really special. Every special age she had, her father had given her a special gift. On her thirteenth birthday he had given her a pony. ” She was talking quietly, but sounding terrified! So it had to be someone quite near to her?Jesus Christ.“Alright where are you?” I was scrambling to my feet.“Montgomery Street.”“Alright, I’m coming.” I thought about which way she’d be going, towards where she lives. “Have you passed Whitcombe Street yet?”“No,”“Okay take Whitcombe Street. If there’s a house with a light on, ring the bell. If there’s a loose brick on a wall or anything like that pick it up and break the side window of a car,. "No, I'm very sorry. It's not allowed. We need to protect our identities and all have families so we need to have our privacy." she replied, immediately losing my business but also crushing my hope that I was going to get some footage out of this trip. "Ok, well thanks for your time. You are very beautiful. What's your name and maybe I'll see you later." I told her so she didn't feel like talking to me was a totally waste of time"Nicole" Well nice to meet you" and with that I was on to the next.