A detective looking for boys like Lucas.

I would’ve screamed if my throat let me. Between the pounding of my heart, and the throbbing in my panties, the excitement made any sounds die in my throat. Instead I just stared up in terror while this huge, scruffy, sexy brunette said, “Hey, sir, are you alright?”

Huh? That didn’t seem like something a pervert would say.

“I-I’m fine…” I lied, hoping she couldn’t hear my heart thumping in my chest. “you just sc-scared me is all.”

“You sure? You looked pretty antsy with that woman over there.” The woman challenged. Then she leaned in too close to my face and said, “You can tell me if that lady in the cocktail dress is your pimp, I won’t punish you.”

“What!? I’m not a-a, a… whore… Lady, who do you th-think you are?” I stammered out, my cheeks bright pink at the implication.

But the giant brunette with her hands on my shoulders kept completely cool despite my outburst. She just explained herself, “I’m detective Jane T. Garland, and I’ve watched you trembling at your table all night. I should be able to get you away from that woman safely.”

“R-really?” I asked this Goliath of a woman, wondering if she actually get me away from mommy before my… my virginity was stolen. “You can take me away?”

“Really. You just have to trust me.”

I couldn’t actually keep my faith in a creepy, unkempt woman I met ten seconds ago with my body, nor could I just run away from home, but with mom acting the way she was lately… I was scared. I tried to run away in the past, but mom always caught me, and the memory of her punishments made me wince. There was still a bruise left from last time.

Before I could ask Jane to help save me from my fate, I heard Momma’s voice calling out across the restaurant, “Lucas baby! Where are you? We have to go home!”

I suddenly had a choice to make…