"I don't think you two ought to be together like this without a chaperon," Max said, grinning. "You might get into mischief. And we wouldn't want that..." He laid his hand on his knee, with the gun pointing in Jim's direction. "I sure do want to thank you, buddy, for being so generous. We were hungry, and you gave us your food. We were cold, and you gave us your house. We were horny, and you gave us your wife and these two very pretty girls as prick fodder." How long do you think you can get away. Next time I’m gonna have to check out y’alls method of getting rid of one!”We were all blushing and chuckling.We must have been a little noisy!By the time we got to the clubhouse, Carl already had everything turned on and was tuning his bass. He also had a rhythm guitar that he was tuning up. Greg told him, “We should see if Bob has a microphone that we can set up for you. Your guitar will get picked up better. What songs are you thinking of using that for?”He grinned, “I was thinking for. I quickly gobble down a bowl of cereal, pack my lunch, grab my bag, and am about to leave my house when I remember the trash. I look at my watch, only 2 minutes till. I rush in, grab the trash, and run to my stop. I make it just as the bus pulls up, but I'm covered in sweat. I step on the bus and head to the first open seat I can find, being met with some stifled laughs on the way.I look across from me to see one of my biggest bullies, and also the varsity quarterback, Hunter Johnston. He is. " What do you have to report?" Cynthia looked down her nose at Dr. Barton."Well, for starters, he seems to be receptive to the desire of his patients to enlarge their breasts. The procedure is not quite what I anticipated, especially since the patient falls into a deep sleep -- almost a coma -- as a result of the therapy. I have some concerns over whether or not this could be causing some kind of brain damage." I think we should look into this. You said you interviewed one of his patients?".