Kenny looked at her. â€œI donâ€™t know how to do anything. I canâ€™t read or write. I donâ€™t know if I can do math. I really never had an education. My education was how to survive as a kid on the streets. He might have lived in the slums but I had it worse than that. I wasnâ€™t even good enough for the slums. I was homeless and beyond poor. I had to scrounge and often go days without food. Iâ€™ve gone as long as two weeks without any food and only water from the river to drink. I know how it is to be on the rough end of town.â€ He looked at her. â€œIâ€™m not a bad boy though. Iâ€™m a very good boy. I stay out of trouble with the law except when I stole an outfit a few years back. It was really small on me and as you saw it was holding together by threads.â€ He bit his lip. â€œIâ€™ve never seen the inside of a jailhouse because I kept my nose clean like Ricardo told me to.â€ He said softly.<br/><br/>â€œI donâ€™t want to be his pretend girlfriend. Iâ€™m not gay. Iâ€™m not sure what my sexual orientation is. Iâ€™ve never really thought about anyone on a sexual level. Not even on a crush level. Living through each day was always more important than something silly like that. Besides...nobody wanted me when I needed someone most...why would it be any different now that I am seventeen?â€ He asked with a sigh. â€œThen I met you and you show me caring and niceness. Real niceness.â€ He started laughing when she put the bubble crown on his head. He scooped up bubbles and gave her a beard. â€œFemale santa clause.â€ He said with a laugh. Sticking his tongue out at her playfully as he washed himself. â€œHey Jessica...thanks for treating me with caring and affection. I donâ€™t remember having hugs after my parents died.â€ He was smiling though even as he said this. Yawning as he started to sink into the bubbles. He hadnâ€™t slept except that few hours earlier. All the excitement draining on him. He would only need a few hours more sleep then he would make Jessica the sculpture in his head. He just needed to gather the items. SIlverware and rubberbands and hairbows.<br/><br/>(something like thism<a class="postlink" href="http://media.kickstatic.com/kickapps/images/16878/photos/PHOTO_8731209_16878_19159345_ap.jpg">http://media.kickstatic.com/kickapps/im ... 345_ap.jpg</a>m)<br/><br/>Weston felt him get harder and harder. It was almost time. He waited until he tasted the pre before pulling his mouth up. Untying Aaronâ€™s legs. Got off of him. Untied the mans arms. Then before the man could do so much as catch up to being free...he walked out of the room. He smirked the whole time. Serves him right. He then left and locked himself in his room. Laughing at his perfect revenge on Aaron. He wouldnâ€™t have the kid to turn to for that release...he was with Jessica.