’ I pause again. ‘I’m not going to beat a dead horse, so let’s load up. We got a long drive home.’ Soon after, we are ready to go. As usual,... I am the last one on the bus. I board the first bus and search for a spot. Nothing. ‘There’s still a few seats on the other bus Sean.’ one of the band moms tells me kindly. I nod and head over to the seconds bus. The percussion kids always sit on this bus, so its noticeably louder than the first. I stand at the front for a second searching for a good place. I went over to visit Allison’s apartment. . . I hesitate to say this, but I was actually going to see her roommate Nan, her former dorm partner and long time party friend. What I didn’t realize was that Nan had a boyfriend, a wryly humorous and cagey dope dealer named Stan who soon made me feel like hale fellow well met, and got me quite stoned on some killer weed. If that’s a bit of a cliché, well, so be it. It was the tenor of the times. There was much giggling and hijinks in the ensuing. She imagined Jonah being there somewhere as he promised to pick her upfrom the airport. It would be long they both would be in each other'sarms again.Jonah was impatient. He couldn't wait to see Kate again. He was waitingat the baggage carousel where, according to the display, the bags fromthe LA flight will soon appear. And also, Kate.The plane has landed already and should be about docking at the gate.Jonah was lost in thought when the carousel started moving and the firstbags arrived. He. Allowing her mind to drift, feeling the warm liquid cascade down her body, she began to think of him. Imagining his blue-gray eyes gazing upon her, his muscular arms wrapping themselves around her, she feels the heat begin to radiate from between her legs. The thought of his hot breath on her neck, his hands slowly sliding down her hips and across her backside brings an involuntary shiver to her.Her hand slips down between her legs, her pussy already slick with her arousal, her juices mingling.