She commented that if this got fixed, however it did, she would never again take her job for granted. Lisa and Brock were both tired, which they repea...tedly explained as the result of a long night learning more about the computer system that we needed to master. I wondered a bit if this was a case of "doth protest too much," but in no event was I in any position to judge them even if they were getting cozy.And that brought us to the present, landing about twenty minutes behind schedule in San. Little by little, she was coming out of her shell and becoming her own person. She was loving every minute of it. Her new friends at college were definitely more outgoing and daring than anyone she had known before. Her best friend since starting college, Kara, was a perfect example. Kara was from Chicago and Nina doubted there was anything Kara wouldn't try at least once. Kara wasn't afraid of anything, she lived to have a good time, and was always searching for her next adventure. Tonight. Suddenly I woke up as I felt something. I saw the girl was also sleeping and she had slid down on me. I did not have a mind to wake her up. I then carefully looked at her. She was wearing a grey t shirt [a very short one] and dark blue jeans. I could see the light reflecting from the gap between the t-shirt and her jeans. She had great tits and they were thrusting on her t-shirt. I could also see the nipples jutting, I started getting a hard on. The bus was moving at a steady pace. No lights. "Great!" Marianne responded, "do you think we'll be able to get tickets?" Can but try, I guess!" Simon told her. "It says here 'Tickets available by post', and that they're £2.75 each in advance or £3.50 on the day — but we won't wait, this'll sell out in no time."Marianne took a sip of her wine before saying, "Right. How old's that NME?"Simon checked the date at the top of the page."Day before yesterday's. Not too bad I guess..."Marianne considered for a moment, then said, decisively, "Okay..