The expatriate community in London was not just families there were plenty of singles both divorcees and those still single. Lauren was good at making...friends. It helped that she worked for an exporter of some of the best South African wine and produce. Nobody hosting a Braai in London forgot to invite Lauren.It was at one of these parties that Lauren first ran into Sabrina. Sabrina had been in London for five years and looked like shows here for a few more. She was married with two teenage. I shook his hand and he nearly crushed mine to dust. Fuck how’d he get to be so strong? “And she better be a cutie!” I heard josh yell out as I rode away. Shit. How am I supposed to get josh a girl? I don’t even know any girls! I start looking all over the web for horny girls looking for jocks. Maybe I could find one who just wanted to text or email. No luck. What about a hooker? I could pay one. But for how long? Shit. Looking at all of these sexy women online started to turn me on. So I went. She had only stopped coming by a coupleof weeks before Jenny had walked past his windows that first day. Vickihad made it plain to him that she believed that God intended them to betogether and that was why he had spared the two of them from the Shift.That rather selfish and self-serving declaration had drawn a prettysharp response from him and she had stayed away since then.He wasn't sure that he wanted Jenny to be anything like his ex. Even ifit was just a phase. The wonderful thing about his. When we walked in and found a seat, Angela hugged me to her, took my right hand and pushed it down inside the back of her jeans, squeezing it against her naked butt. Our little show looked completely anonymous, and as we took a seat, Angela called me her very sweet, best-est, big brother. I saw two heads pop up, when she emphasized 'big brother', and I thought we were off to the races."Since I am your world's favorite brother, what are we sharing for lunch, or is it already supper time?" I said.