. and another for fictionmania... "Please Jessica. Please help meget home safe... please can't you drive me home... I will do whatever youask if you h...elp me save our boss... I mean that IS why I am doing this. ISWEAR."Jess looked at him again, she still didn't believe him but she was goingto play along for a little bit see how much he could take. "AlrightCameron if you say that is what you are doing then I believe you. Nowwhere was I?" Cameron looked at her as if he wasn't sure he could. They lived in a city about 7 hours away by bus. Since airlines tickets were fairly expensive, my parents felt that at 15, I was old enough to travel by myself in a bus. Although this happened many, many years ago, I still remember it vividly as one of the most exciting, pleasurable and horniest sexual experiences I have had. After my parents dropped me off at the bus station, I boarded the bus and found that most of the front window seats had been filled up. The only seat that was completely. Of course I sat there listening to their banter, a little abashed but I knew they were harmless old men with too much wine, just teasing me in their adult way. Grandfather opened his sandwiches and they both tucked-in, suggesting to me to make myself a cup of tea and stay a little longer and perhaps I could watch the men as they came into the toilet, laughing of course as they said it, with emphasis to cock watching. After a short while my grandfather rose to go out and use the urinals, and. Deer, raccoons, and even a fox had crossed the road since the snow had fallen.Glen was exiting the hardware store when the Sheriff drove up. Getting out of his car, Dale called out, “Hey, Glen. I need to talk to you.”Glen turned and glared at the Sheriff. Ever since the Sheriff had taken an interest in his life, things had gone from bad to worse. He asked, “What?”Dale walked up with a very serious look on his face. In a somber tone, he said, “Glen, this is serious. A man at the gas station.