"Oh cool", was all I could think to say. I saw a scar on his forehead, must of got cut pretty bad it was very thick and long. He smelled of cooking oi... and coffee. His face was round, with a mustache, and a few days of beard. His hair was greased back and jet black. About 6 feet tall and 250lbs around 30yrs old. "So, what is there to do here at night?", I asked him. "Nutting, I work till 7 o'clock in morning", he told me. "Well I don't know what I'm going to do all night I'm wide awake" I said.. .. so good to us..." Aren't I, though?" Jack said with a laugh. He gently pushed Donna off his stomach and sat up, looking expectantly around the room. "Unfortunately, more work needs to be done. But I won't be long. Mom, I need to talk to you about something important ... so Emily and Donna, you just play with each other for a bit." He winked impishly at the two teenage girls. "Don't worry, I'll get back to you both shortly." Hear that, Em?" Donna said teasingly to Emily, as she ran her hands. . but I don't care. Because I already told the guys myself last night that Christina is a transsexual. They don't give a shit either. They have my back completely. So, it doesn't mean shit what you tell them."She seemed surprised that I had actually gone forward and told them myself before she had a chance. The shock in her eyes wore off quickly though, and she straightened herself up and now I could see she was getting pissed."Well, I bet you didn't tell your brother... did you?" No," I. Baby girl, I need to tell you this, before last night I had mentioned to John that I would be gone and had asked him to keep an eye on you while I’m away. After you telling me it was up to me if we continue with John, I am not quite comfortable with him keeping an eye on you. So I would like you to stay here while I’m away. That way Charles can drive you any where you may need to go and I know you will be safe.”“Do you think John would hurt me Sir?”“No, but he can be persuasive as you know. He.