As the bus was fully crowded, in order to give way to him I had to lean on her to give conductor way. There was no visible emotion in her. I moved bac...k and the conductor crossed me. In order to avoid physical contact with the conductor (I thought so) she moved back. She was leaning completely on me. She was there in that position for nearly a min or so. I was out of this world.In the meantime, we have reached another stop and the person in the window seat beside the old man got down. I asked. "One beer, yes." Sean smiled reaching behind him and pulling out a bottle of rum and some Coke and pouring himself some into a glass. It looked suspiciously like the quantities of coke and rum were about half and half."Oh pour me one too," Kevin asked eyeing up Sean's drink and finishing off his beer."Sure Kev," Sean said with an evil glint in his eye. This time he seemed to pour about a shot of coke into a glass of rum which Kevin being the unobservant idiot he is didn't notice. Until he took. It was my faultthough. I slid my hand up and down my thigh so I could feel my pantssliding against the hose. They certainly did feel good.When we arrived my grandmother was in the kitchen heating somevegetables and dishing the main course out of a crock-pot. We all leftour shoes at the door. Anyone seeing my toes would surely notice thatmy opaque hose were much sheerer than socks. I laid back on the couchand thumbed through a National Geographic until we were called todinner. My grandmother. Then she slowly walked towards me and again made some comments on me to make this time, and me angry I spanked intentionally on her butt cheeks. She did shout, but ran inside and looking back at me. Again those mischievous smile and this time I clearly saw she was biting her lip. I drove to my place and things were going around in my mind, why Meena did that. If she really liked getting spanked and all that. I thought of talking to her and so called her and asked, what was she doing. She said.