" Have you spoken to the girl yet?" Ibrahim asked as Ishmael turned to leave the study. "The boy could be with her." I went there first," Ishmael repl...ed with a heavy sigh. "The girl was alone and she had not spoken to him since lunch. It was she who suggested looking here."With that Ibrahim sighed as well and then nodded his head in understanding. If Dom Pedro was not with his slave girl, as was his usual habit when business and duty allowed, then he was most likely wandering aimlessly about. Something sexy, I imagine, but that's what they want to see, isn't it?" Then, she twisted her mouth into a knowing little half-sneer. "And she's got the figure for it... wouldn't you say, Jamey?"He knew her words were meant to hurt him, and they did. He backed away and straightened, watched the expression of regret creep over her beautiful young face."I-I'm sorry, Jamey... I didn't mean that," she apologized quickly."That's okay. Well, I'll see you, kid... and good luck tomorrow night...". ” “I heard all that,” snapped Roger, “and I also know that not a single inmate was ever released with serious injuries. They aren’t going to break my arm or leg, for Christ’s sake!” “No, most certainly not,” agreed the attorney, “but you will be severely physically punished and I am told the pain is quite excruciating.” “Tough,” growled Roger. “It can’t be as tough as losing 5 or 10 years of my life and my livelihood. Tell ‘em I’ll take the 30 day Foreign Correction Program!” The attorney. "oh, OK, then you must be Bi"i blush darker.the school bell rings and she lifts her backpack more up on her shoulder."alright, well ill catch you later buddy."she pats my back and walks away.Buddy? i have a friend? i smile and make my way out the door to my car.i grab my key out of my pocket and look up. leaning on the driver side door of my car is Luke. i oanic for a bit but i walk up to him like I'm strong.he avoids looking at me,"uh...hey bro, i can't use my car right now, could you drive me.