On Friday, however, she did not get on the bus as I got off. She slid my glistening ramrod out of her mouth, gently kissing the head and stood, looking deep into my eyes. I had noticed her breasts before, but, for some reason, it was hard to keep my eyes off of them. I begin work at ten at night, and do not get off until six in the morning, sometimes later. I looked around the bus stop. I held her around her waist as I pressed her close to me, and she wrapped her arms aroud my neck as I kiss hers. She turned back to me, and kissed me sweetly. I work at a job that, unfortunately, is not on the same schedule as more others.
