‘Don’t go writing any checks you don’t want to cash…’ ***** A couple of days later, Jack was kicking back in the student commons, sipping at... his beer and watching the Cubs, when a woman came up to him. ‘Hi,’ she said breathlessly, ‘You’re Jack Falken, aren’t you? I’m your new tutor, Christine, Christine Keeler, but everyone just calls me Chris.’ Jack looked up without anything clicking other than his hormones. She was tall, brunette, with a nicely-filled midriff-baring blouse over low-slung. Just someone in the wrong place at the wrong time. Shouldn't take more than a few minutes." Great! It'll work out, I know it will. You're the best man I've got. By the way, how's the new Jeep working for you?"A grin briefly crept onto Max's face. "Great sir. That motor is a beast. Its got more power than a tank. I even brought it up to the site today. That Hennessey turbo kit you had installed is awesome. I raced some guy in a Lamborghini the other day and blew its pants off. I can't drive. ”Ronnie and Grainger just about ran out of the house; the front door slammed shut as I hung my pants over the sink. Dad took me by the shoulders and turned me around. His touch was gentle, almost like he cared. I stood facing the sink, and he ran his hands over my right side and back.Dad’s lawyer Mr. Waters spoke, “He’s marked up for sure.”Dad said, “Yeah, shit. What happens if we send him to the hospital?”“If the police are looking for him, they’ll arrest him. We’ll have a hard time keeping. Tony went into the small café to attract some service.“What’s up her arse?” Doris asked.“Fucked if I know but it won’t be Tony cause I’m having him up mine,” Polly guffawed and the others laughed along with her.Tony came outside followed by a jolly fat waiter wearing a spotless white apron. He went over to Polly, Mary and Doris while Tony sat next to Michele.“What is your problem?” he hissed but kept a smile on his face as a façade.“You’re just doing what you’re doing because your mother told.