" You're welcome. Listen, how would you like to spend the weekend at home and start it off by escorting a beautiful young girl to a Halloween party at...MIT?" What's the catch?" Greg said with a laugh. "There has to be a catch with a deal like this." The catch is that the young lady is only sixteen, though she'll definitely look more mature than that, and she'll speak English, but won't be all that familiar with American customs. I want her to enjoy the evening, but not get harassed by drunken. .. it's one of the reasons I want to have you mentor me. I want ... to be with you." By the time she was finished speaking, she was again looking down at her own lap and whispering.I took her hand in mine and squeezed it. "Look at me," I said firmly.She pulled her eyes up to meet mine and I could see the mingled fear and desire in her gaze. She was so beautiful herself. And so innocent. No, innocent wasn't the right word. Innocent girls didn't glorify in sex like she did. Sheltered would be. " You are quite a talented young lady," Mick said."Yeah I know Liv loves your music," Steven said smiling at her."Really? Wow! I am always being compared to Britney Spears for some odd reason."Mick and Steven laughed. "Britney Spears? No you and her are from different worlds. I can tell," Steven said.Avril blushed. "So tell me Ms. Lavigne what brings you here to listen to a bunch of old codgers like us sing?" Mick asked.Avril shifted in her chair. "Well, I've loved your music since I was a. All he knew was he had to get it into the ground before she stole the last shred of sanity remaining. When he reached the hole, he tossed the bag in with a thud, shocked by his own callous treatment of what used to be his wife. The chanting stopped at once. The bag was still. Looking up at his neighbors, he could see two eyes peering through the curtains, following his every move. In an act of defiance, he raised his middle finger towards the window. Before he even realized what he was doing,.