Daddy Kinks and Ditching Friends

Today, my buddies and I planned to go out and play. We traveled to the river side in full speed in my junk which was a pathetic excuse of a cycle. Kyle was in the back seat and Peaches was sitting in the huge basket at the front. I had specially attached a massive basket for her accommodation since she was tiny and could fit in it if she sat cross-legged. We arrived at the river side and I noticed a polished, white car and the silhouette of a man sitting over the rocks. I parked my cycle and helped Kyle and Peaches get down.

"Who's that?" Peaches asked and pointed at the silhouette while Kyle shrugged.

"Let's find out," I said blithely as we all galloped towards the silhouette, giggling all the way.

"Brownie?" Clark turned around and sighed wearily. I clasped my hands in delight and squealed. "That's so awesome you're here, the more the merrier!" I exclaimed and hastily introduced him, "Brownie, meet Peaches and Kyle, my buddies. Peaches, Kyle, this is Brownie my erm . . . "

"Nobody,"