"Yeah, sure. That's what made me pick you up. You were the best-looking one one the street. Uh -- you mean you're not a cop, right?" Right," she says,...and she's kinda laughing, but not really, if you know what I mean. And then she goes, "Would a cop do this?"OK, so we've only got a bug in the purse, so I can't see what's going on, but I hear something like a zipper and a gasp from the kid. I'm freaking out -- like, what is this broad doing?Well, right then Crowley calls in and wants to know how. I couldn't stand it any longer so I asked, "What's going on?"Cory fired back at me, "Just be quiet, slave. Have you forgotten? We're on my terms here. You'll be our toy when we're ready to play with you and not before. In the meantime, just sit there and imagine how weak and vulnerable you look. You're a naked and helpless little boy. We can do anything we want to you and you'll have no say in the matter. I could have everyone here gang-bang the fuck out of you if I wanted, and you'd be. I tried to interject but she shewed me away with, ‘Nope, I got the first round, you guys go get your balls.’ Spencer snickered, ‘I already have mine.’ I slapped him on the arm and giggle, ‘Gross.’ We sat down at the table near our lanes. Spencer and I slipped our shoes on as Stacey walked back from the front counter. She sat a large picture in the middle of the table. I could only stare at it. Much like sex, alcohol has been an untouchable thing and anyone who does is ‘evil’. But through my. I always loved you, felt you were special. You’ve always been so sensitive to others. You need to be careful, or that trait will destroy you. Take the money and use it. Don’t worry about investments or interest, use it to get the answers to all the questions that torment you. I hope it will make you a better and happier person.’ I paused to wipe my eyes. ‘I thought about it, a lot, and decided to follow her advice. Over the next few months, as long as the money lasts, I’m gonna be asking hard.