Thursday 10 April 2014

Bus

He looked at them. Prettied up hair,high heal boots and jeaan jackets. Walking onto the bus, they dropped their change for the transfer. While they were walking by Rob, the bus took a sharp turn. Next thing he knew he felt a hand on his crotch. Looking at the girl, the first words that came to mind "well hello there, you mind taking your hand off my crotch?"
Embaraced, the girl got up and walked to the back of the bus to her friends. Every so often Rob would give a quick glance to the back of the bus. He saw her looking out the window. She looked at him and he quickly looked to the front of the bus. He took out his cell phone and used it as a mirror. She was looking at him. He decided if she got off at his stop he would talk to her. Looking nervously at his mirror cell phone, he saw her getting ready. Two minutes from his stop. Ding. She rang the bell. Getting up  she went to the door and got out. Watching her as the bus drove off, he wished that it was his bus stop too.

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