A girl just about my age or a year elder came running to catch the bus. The same way I used to come lol. Standing near the door I opened the door for ...her.The bus was moving slowly so I lend out my hand towards her to get her in the bus. I am a bit shy to the new girls I meet or see lol but I don’t know why I leaned out my hand towards her without even thinking. Anyways I pulled her inside the bus and asked her to move in front as it would have been difficult to open and close the door again and. "No."He grimaced."Now, dude, would you kind of leave?"He got into his pickup truck and left, not looking too good.I turned around and went back inside. She was sitting there, clutching her side, moaning, and crying."So, Ice Cream Girl, I guess your name is Mary." Yeah," she said."I hope your last name isn't Christmas."She giggled for a second, and then moaned, and clutched her side more."Mind if I look at that?" I said, closing the door.She shrugged, which I took to mean permission. I took off. That was plenty of time to get her down to the cabin where we would have a much better chance to get acquainted.I looked down at her unconscious form. Her skin was perfect, even this close. Her tan dived beneath the fabric of her bikini with no sign that it stopped. There would be plenty of time to explore that later. She looked every bit as beautiful as when I had first seen her on the float in the carnival. Even in unconsciousness her body had the same sinuous sensuality that made me think of. With our c***dren young she rarely had the opportunity to stray, but again was only human and now instead of fantasising other men were fucking her or getting their cocks sucked by her I found it one HeLL of an aphrodisiac as she related what she,d done with her partner and when our c***dren were teenagers she reverted to her early experiments with lesbianism with her best friend and as I was present it turned into a hot threesome. Like me Angela,s husband worked nights, but as a paramedic..