Theo & James St James & open to Club Kids
A black on red maserati rolled up and pulled off to the curb side of the street so the driver could use his cell phone. After a couple of texts he looked up and noticed a young boy looking out of place.
"You look lost honeycomb. You a run-a-way? Did your car break down or something? You shouldn't have teased the stick. Cars are always looking for love, such drama queens, those bitches.
I can get you home honey, I just can't guarentee when. I have a few stops to make. How far you live? No don't tell me. I'll figure it out when I get there. Door's unlocked if you're in."
Then the sound of the car's locks would click open as casual as all get out. By the tone of his voice one might not be able to tell if he was trying to be some sort of eccentric good Samaritan or luring in a prostitute.











