My pussy was so wet watching, I began to rub it slightly. He opened her robe all the way and now was kissing his way down. Her knees came up and then ...put them wide open. I had never seen a man do this to a girl,… live. It was making me so hot to watch. I found my fingers were rubbing my slit, up and down. I saw his head now between her legs and moving. I think he was licking her pussy. She was squirming more now and making these moaning sounds. I let one of my fingers slip inside my wet pussy.. Have you actually spoken to Wesley about it like I said?" "Not properly, no. Although before I felt he was occasionally checking me out or wandering into my room unannounced. Now it's increased tenfold! I always have to lock the inter-connecting door between our quarters if I'm having a shower or getting changed because otherwise he will try to 'accidentally' catch me." "You can't run away from this Beverly. We have shore leave coming up and you're going to see a lot more of each other.. Your facial features and blonde hair-style and slim figure resemble her’s so much.”“Yes, I’ve been compared to her many times,” she smiled. “I don’t know how I’ll ever repay you for saving my life.”“No repayment is necessary. Just live a good long and healthy life is all I need. I lost count of the number of times I wanted to stop my bus, just to say hello to you.”“And I wondered who this handsome bus driver was, waving to me every day. I wish you had stopped to say hello,” she blushed. Once I knew the kind of men she liked, I’d talk about that “man at Walmart” or the bank or wherever. I waited until after her orgasm. Endorphins, you know. I’d say how nice he was. She’d comment on him being nice or helpful. I’d say, “I liked him, too.” Then I’d repeat her compliment about him back to her. She always agreed.Whenever I had a chance, I’d find a reason for us to talk to him again. I was looking for a man who would make her blush… or laugh… didn’t matter. If, or when, I found him,.