What did your girlfriend say when you got the sweater? Bet she was proud of her boyfriend, huh?" She studied his expression over the rim of her glass....Well ... I-I haven't been going with any girls for a while ... not since I've been working part time, that is. Oh, there's been a couple on the side, but I get tired of the bitches nagging at me, calling me and wanting me to take them out," he boasted foundlessly. Hearing his own tight-throated reply as if it'd garbled out of a third person in. He looked so hot I could have died on the spot. He pulled a second chair over to his desk and beckoned me over. We both took our seats and he began to explain how he didn’t understand a lot that went on in our maths lessons. We sat there for about an hour, trying to muddle our way through some questions, but I found myself getting a little distracted every time his bare arm grazed mine. ‘I’m bored now.’ He finally said. I’d been waiting to hear those words for a long time! ‘Me too.’ I sighed,. “We can clean up later.”Rebecca hopped out of her chair and ran up the stairs, returning a minute later in a pair of Nikes. Jack found an old pair of running shoes in the utility room. He opened the kitchen door and led the teen outside. “Quick, let’s run for it before the warden finds out we’ve escaped!”“You’re nuts!” giggled Rebecca.“Becky!”Rebecca grimaced. “I hate that name!”“You hate your name?”“No, I hate being called Becky!” Jack gave her a curious look and she continued, “It’s a kid’s. Retrieving my purse for the car, I extracted a pen and a torn-in-half piece of notepaper, which I further decimated by tearing in half again. I jotted down the particulars of Max's latest escape, and then stuck the note between the brass knocker and the strike pad on Dr. Singh's front door. A bark from inside told me that Thor, his German Shepard, was behaving himself. I returned to the car and took my purse and the three bags of new purchases into the house."Can we keep him until Dr. Singh.