Luna Jenna's POV
Where are those kids? I am struggling to stay nice and friendly with Donald the d**k. Misty wanted to rip his head off. I am hiding in the kitchen putting the final touches to Jedediah's birthday breakfast/brunch. Roman, Greg and I all knew the boys were coming home early, and they would be having a late night, so we planned a very late start. Roman said he was inviting Micheal, which was great. I feel bad that he isn't part of our group.
He understands though,but it means we had to invite the d**k too, gggrrr, "just let me rip his head off, we can tell everyone he put his hand on your p***y, or that you have really bad PMT or something. No one likes him anyway, and scout will be no loss, the creepy mangy mutt", goddess I love my wolf, "we just need to be patient Misty,
