It was too late to go in for tomorrow's paper, but would appear day after. I told them to run the ad for 5 days.The next morning I saw Vivian off in a...cab. I had given her a blank check. Hey, I trusted her. If she wanted a little extra for something, I could live with it. I called my lawyer, and I also called my bank, and asked both if there was anything that needed my immediate attention.My lawyer had a few papers he needed me to sign, but most things were running smoothly. I blinked at what I. "Now, as for the rest of you..."The others, who had indeed failed miserably, were properly dressed down in front of the older members and held up for ridicule. Now they were told, they would have to perform a lot more initiation challenges before gaining "brotherhood."The next week Michael spent in his studies. He had a paper due soon and much of his time was spent in the library doing research. But there was also time to find out a little more about Sarah McKinney. Her mild rebuff was hardly. He had a new girlfriend every week.It was then my turn to be introduced to Uncle Rob.My name’s Mick and I’m 19 years old. Though I said all this crap about Darren, I had to admit I was just like him: a superficial jock. But, at least, I admit it! I had short military-style brown hair and dark brown eyes. Though I was not as muscular as my older brother, I was still very well built. I had a good tan, not too dark not too light… But there were some things my mom never talked about to Uncle Rob,. Fucking hurt. And that stupid joke inside my spinning head was not funny at all. Now I could feel that there was probably some blood running down my neck, too. Also my head just kept on spinning.I must have lost my consciousness as when I woke up I was lying on the cell floor with my hands still cuffed to the bars, and I hurt all over. I was sure that my ass was bleeding and my ribs hurt. I probably would have worried about those but my head hurt so much that I had problems thinking. Then I.