By now it's 5.45am, and I am ready to go, my bus to London it's 6.30am. I thought about calling a taxi, like I normally do, but this time I decided to...walk. Sent her a text that I am on my way, knowing that, she would only read it in 2 hours time.An hour and half as passed, since I've been in the bus, when a message came through " Heeeeyyy baby. Good morning. How are you?"I replied " Good morning baby. I am good, as always." Because we don't call each other, our name's, instead it's " Magic. "where is it?" where is what? what are you looking for?" tell me and I be able to better help you." i explain as i keep walking pass her, my intention was to walk right pass her and not really pay no mind to her. However she was dressed in this all black assemble that perfectly highlighted her curves. As i was about to walk pass her she steps in my pass way. "open your mail room? I need to check for a very important package" she suddenly orders me with her demanding voice."yes ma'am' I am now. .besides the fact that I'm sucking a real dick. So maybe it's fifty percent gay. "Oh yes," her voice tore me from my thoughts. "Oh....it's close Peter....." I looked up at Kimmy and watched as she drooled out of her open wide mouth while playing with both her breasts. Sighing inwardly, I decided that this was my big sister, no matter what anyone thinks about this compromising position, to me she was a female and that was that. Telling myself this sort of put me at ease, however all of my. I don't know why. When we were kids I always wanted him to notice me. He was always the bashful country boy, cute but didn't know it, quiet but had a way of talking with his eyes. I was best friends with his sister, Peg. We were a little older than Jerry but I didn't care. There was just something special about him. He was always protective about his family. They were poor but proud. It was easy to see that in Jerry.When I heard he was going to be sent away for killing another guy, I cried for.