That pissed me off to no end. Here I am not getting paid by this guy, and he ignores the questions I asked that might improve the story, since my prev...ious efforts at rape stories have not been that good. I thought about changing the story to make Milo as evil as the other men, but frankly I was just too lazy. Maybe I'll at least get an apology from him, or a thank you.Chapter OneRush hour was over; in reality, there never was a rush hour on this route. The bus was empty, save for the leering. .. but the funny thing was that they where all facing Brenda, you would expect a group to be facing different directions. The train lurched and a gap appeared momentarily and I could see that Brenda's mini skirt was around her waist and her panties were pulled down by her knees. One guy was fingering her cunt, another was fondling her bum. Her top was pulled up (she doesn't need a bra) and 2 more where playing with her tits.I was surprised at my reaction, I had a terrific hard-on, here was my. I turned to Marsha and kissed her nose. ‘I love it! Now help me get ready’. With trembling hands she pulled the tee shirt off me and folded it. Then she knelt in front of me , unbuttoned and unzipped my shorts , then hooked her fingers into the waist of the shorts. She looked up at me and I nodded permission and she slid them down me . I stepped out of them and was met by a kiss on my now naked sex.I usually would not have allowed that but I was in an expansive mood and allowed it. I got up. Her hair had been colored and styled and put upat the back. Her eyebrows had been shaped and there was just a little eyemakeup and lipstick. She looked sensational. A woman, without a shadowof a doubt."What do you think?" she asked."I think that you look fantastic," I said. "Have you eaten yet? Themeeting starts at 3:00pm so I would like to take you to lunch. Maybe weshould stop off somewhere to buy you something to wear. Something alittle more professional looking.She insisted that she.