It was evening and I got into the bus and sat at the second row of the bus. The bus conductor told me that most of the seats are reserved and I have t... change seats if the seat is booked by someone. When the bus started it was half filled. After one hour of traveling another stop came where many got inside the bus.But to my surprise a middle aged plump sexy lady came and told that the window seat is booked and I have to change from there. Then I took my bag and kept in the near seat and went in. ..-The inn room was typical medieval fare, excepting the canopy bed whichwas surprisingly upmarket. The furniture - oak mostly but a nicemahogany chest of drawers - was basic, but would hold various items ifneeded, that is, if a character could afford a room on a more permanentbasis - possible but expensive for a newly formed character like Julian.That didn't bother him. He normally got bored of these things tooquickly for such nonsense to become a burden he had to manage. He hadenough. Maybe she got a cut. He felt a little disappointed at the prospect, yet at the same time, he was anxious as hell for her to take off those clothes she was wearing.Valerie walked around the bedroom set as though she had just come home from work, and she wasn't moving in time to the music like most strippers. Instead, she just began to remove her clothes like any girl her age might do, and the only thing that made her different was the fantastic shape of her sensual young body. Her inky hair was. It looked like Gerald. “Oh! God, he’s here! He’s here!” He reached through the front passenger window of the taxi and handed the driver money. He started walking toward my car, and I quickly opened my door and rushed to him, calling to him, “Gerald! Gerald, it’s you! Oh! My God, it’s really you!” He opened his arms and I filled them as we kissed and kissed, holding each other tightly. I could not let him go! We continued to kiss, at least a dozen times, whispering how much we missed each other.