Richie can not believe his luck today as once entering the park not one but two chicks noticed him and Jeff. Jeff having enjoyed working out daily has become a very well muscled example of his breed of dog. So well trained and obedient the girls had said of Jeff. Smiling and looking down at his brother while ruffling the silky ears Richie tries to decide which of the girls he likes best. The blond has some nice boobs, but the dark haired and green eyed girl seems more forward.
Jeff now known as Max the black German shepherd sits attentively on his haunches staring up adoringly at his master. Having finished obeying whispered commands performing simple dog tricks for the amusement of the two girls. Max contents himself with drinking in the scent of his former brother turned master. The stroking and babyish talk of the two girls as they praise him is ignored.
“Richie?” Asks the green eyed girl pausing in her petting of Max as she turns to look questionly at the owner of the handsome dog.
Blinking Richie pretends to give Max some more attention to cover his day dreaming while wondering if he missed anything important. “Yes, Greenie?”
Boobs having been watching from a few steps away takes this lapse as a reason to move closer. Having always liked dogs she can not help wishing Max belonged to her and not the sex on the brains young kid. “Bess do not make a pest of yourself.” Rolling her eyes a bit at her friend when she thinks Richie is not looking. As does Bess have to hit on every guy that talks to her Janet wonders silently.
Bess, eyes shooting daggers at her friend Janet, gives Richie a big smile. “I was just asking if you attend the state college same as us. Because I do not remember seeing you at any of the football games or dances.”
“Oh is that all.” Grinning now Richie ponders how to get rid of the aloof boobs girl. As Greenie seems all too eager to be with him. “Just started last month when I moved in with my bro...” At the bark from Max Richie quickly changed what he had been about to say thinking with pleasure what a good helper Max is. “My brown dog.”
“Brown? You have more then one dog?” Janet asks while Bess contents herself to simply look into the eyes of Richie.
“Just one dog till I get home and put you on all fours so I can be alone with Bess.” Richie thinks to himself. As it is clear to him that boobs likes Max and only needs a change of species to make the match perfect for his brother. “Oh well I think of Max as a brown dog because of his name. Maxwell as in the coffee you know?”
“Does it look like it is going to rain?” Bess asks suddenly having looked skyward after feeling a few droplets of water.
“My place is not that far if you would like a place out of the rain.” Richie nonclantly offers hoping both girls will come.