We got the train down on the Friday morning and booked in to a hotel in the center of London,i let Jane and Mark get settled whilst i had a drink down...stairs in the lobby,Mark came down and joined me whilst Jane took a bath and shaved her body her whole body..Mark asked me what i had said to Claire about coming down here,i just said it was a football match and i was going down with the lads a day early for a birthday drink so she fine with that..i asked Mark when was he was meeting Steven and. I made it to the store. I walked inside and gave the man behind the counter my order and relaxed when the man called me Jill. The man knew both of us and never even gave a second thought that the girl he was waiting on was really her brother. The walk back home was easy, I had passed muster. I even waved to one of Jill's friends who rode past on a bike.I took the groceries in and told my mother how everything worked out. We had lunch. A few hours later when Jill came home I was still in the. She and Jamie were in bed together, Emma’s head tucked next to Jamie’s and his fingers gently stroking her back. ‘Let’s cook dinner together. I’ll bring the ingredients to make my mom’s chocolate lava cakes and we can have whatever you want for dinner. What do you think?’ ‘Can we do grilled steak and garlic mashed potatoes?’ Emma sat up and looked at Jamie. ‘Hell yes we can have steak!’ The look of happiness in her eyes was so pure, and only from the mention of steak, that Jamie immediately. There goes the squirrel, who likes munching on nuts. Slut, slut, slut, just thinking of cum. In her mouth and down her throat, yum, yum, yum. She aint happy with just one. Nigga, nigga, nigga cock crave white slut. This made me mad and I flipped them the bird, but I knew what they chanted, was true. This time on the bus, I didnt cry but smirked at what the little shits had chanted. This went on for the next few weeks. I was no longer offended by their chants. In fact I started to giggle now.