You should know that I'm not a one-woman man. I've told Vicky that upfront and she has accepted it. After all, she's figured it out already, anyway. I...have multiple lovers and will continue to do so. On the other hand, I will be good to Vicky and make sure that she is safe and happy. She'll have a steady job at the pub, though she won't be able to serve drinks until she turns 19, of course."I love her dearly, as should be evinced by the fact I want to live with her. I've never let just anyone. Tossing the empty in the recycling box, I wandered into the house."Mom? Dad? You home?" Looking around, I saw their note."James, we're at the Davidson's. Don't wait up. Mom." This could be cool," I said to myself. It was already too late to go meet up with the guys, and as usual TV sucked. "What to do, what to do... The house to myself and..." I had an idea.I dropped the magazines from Dad's stash on my bed and kicked back. Every now and then, you don't need a date. Flipping through. I looked up and down the street and didn’t see him. Maybe it was all a hoax. Just seeing what he could get me to do. I was going to go home, read a good book, and call it a night early. ‘Miss Lisa,’ a sweet voice called to me. I looked down and a girl, about ten was standing behind me with a single rose and a card. ‘This is for you.’ She smiled, turned and ran away. ‘We’re on an adventure,’ the card read. It had another address. I’m a lot of things, and a sucker for romance is one of them. I. She looked over at the three girls. ‘Remember what I said about them,’ Rosy called out. ‘Yes ma’am,’ Paula Lambert smiled. Little John tried to slam the door open, but there was a hydraulic spring that prevented the door from slamming open. Rosy had installed the simple device to prevent anyone being struck by the door if they were exiting and someone was entering. Little John glared hotly at Slick and Librarian as they snickered at him. The six foot tall man waddled his three hundred and forty.