‘Come on, Mum. I’ll pop down to London soon. I mean, who’s gonna make me the best jollof rice in the world. Or fry the best plantains?’ Her mu... giggled tearfully. She forced herself to stop crying. With one last sniff, she rubbed her nose on her husband’s shirt sleeve to his quiet disgust. ‘Okay baby, we’re off now. Don’t forget to call us. And make sure you eat well. And don’t take no lip from no one especially them people that will be in that other hall. And study hard but not too hard ’cause. “There is one thing though, we, uh…..”The three heads whispered together, just below Susan’s hearing range.“Go on then, you ask her.” The left hand head turned to Susan. “Um…we were wondering if…..well…um?”“You want sex with me right? You want payment for your services and the currency in this screwed up shit for brains world, is Sex, yes?”“Um, well actually, nice as that might be, we could really do with a scratch between the ears, we don’t get scratched there and the fleas think its home from. She asked what time and I told her 7pm would be fine and she said, “Okay, it’s a date”I finished breakfast and hit the road for work after a little more kissing and cuddling, I really didn’t want to go but I fought my urges and left. Around lunchtime I told my boss I had to leave an hour early as I had personal business to attend to. I was thinking about Anita for most of the day and I was quite distracted and my boss noticed saying that he hoped that what ever was the problem wasn’t too. "No… I went back to bed."As Carie blinked and took a moment to ruminate over the events of her late-night fish fry, her jaw unconsciously shifted in a slow chewing motion. "What the hell did I use for fish?" I did not wear cup for hockey game next day."Carie's face froze for five seconds to digest his words, then instantly struck a gag look. "Auhh! I ate your cup?!"“You have had my cock in your mouth,” he noted, “why would cup be problem?”“I can’t believe I ate your cup!”"You tried to eat cup,".