....................................................I was sitting alone at the back of the top deck on a bus one day, making my way home from school. ...I was 16 at the time, and could not wait to get in after a tough day. As usual, the bus was pretty empty as I lived the furthest away from school and after a few stops all the other k**s had gotten off at their stops already. The bus pulled up at a stop and I heard loud girlish talking and laughing. A group of girls heavily trodded up the stairs. I listened as the twig snapping and leaf shuffling got closer. I sat up but was not able to make out what it was. a****l or human.Then the noises stopped. I heard a new sound. Sounded like pissing. I then noticed that some of the fence boards were getting wet along the bottom. I was about to yell out "Stop pissing on my fucking fence!" when I noticed a hole where a large knot had fallen outright from the same location.I decided to quietly walk over and see if I could get a peek. Sure enough,. A small fish it was, but very visible.Lucian slid a hand inside the thong’s front to tuck down the telltale erection. He only succeeded in making it thrust forward.Shrugging he sat down and picked up one of the nylon stockings, rolling it carefully, bit by bit into a ball, like he’d often seen his mother do. He pushed his pointed toes into the little hollow he’d created, stretching the nylon carefully over his foot and ankle, then over his calf and knee until its wide elastic band snapped. After the luncheon, I'd borrowed an Association office to interview the boy. Really, I let Juan ask all the 'right' question. I tried to decide if I wanted to bang him now or wait until I got him home."Well, that's about it." Juan said at last. "Did you have any questions for us?"Yeuhan turned bright red. "Uh, no." The one I told you about isn't here." Juan snickered and Yeuhan turned even redder."Who'd you tell him about?" I had to ask."Oh I told him about the trip to St. Tropez and how you.