“That’s Kathy,” Jenny pointed out.When Kathy saw Jenny and me sharing the seat, she started toward the back of the bus.“Kathy, you can sit wit...h us.” Jenny said. “Bob, scoot a little closer so Kathy can sit with us.”I slid toward Jenny, allowing Kathy to sit next to me. The bus seat was made for two adults, but it fit we three elementary school students, if just a little too snugly.Jenny introduced Kathy to me. Then Kathy and Jenny carried on an animated conversation, while I listened to them. " Okay, we'll be there."She began to get up, but some unseen force made her stop. She turned to look at Arrian before she slowly leaned down and planted a soft kiss on his lips. Arrian wasn't shocked at all, after having that conversation with his father and uncle. He trusted that they would not lead him down the wrong path.Miranda blushed a fierce red, before she left his room.Arrian walked into his home, on either side of him were Helen and Kailynn. He was almost fully healed. The bruising on. That was five years ago. Now I’m back at One Last Shag at 5:30pm on a lonely Friday, sitting at the end of the bar down near the silent jukebox. Chapter 2: This Surely is a Dream The afternoon drinkers, for the most part, have cleared out, and the after-work crowd has just started to trickle in. I’m one seat down from the end of the bar with only the latest in a series of Shaggy Mules to keep me company. Each one compromises my judgment a bit more, and because there’s no one next to me and. The fingertip was hitting just the right G spot deep inside me whilst another hand (the same person? I could not tell) pressed firmly on my clit and on my mound just above it. This pressure and the fingering inside plus the hands, the attention and Tom's cock down my throat soon combined to give me my first orgasm. It was powerful and I had to come up from Tom's prick as I cried out loudly and leaned back against the bars. The fingers kept working on my cunt and clit and I had to grab the hands.