I’d like to get through as much of it as I can,’ she said, still exhibiting no more emotion with her voice than she was with her face. ‘You’ve...been working non-stop all day. C’mon, Clara, you deserve to take a break, whatever angle you’re working will still be there tomorrow,’ Jeff argued. His tone was still friendly, but inside he becoming quite concerned, not to mention confused at Clara’s distant attitude. ‘If it’s all the same to you, Jeff,’ Clara replied, a hint of frustration creeping. After a few minutes, he started touching my ass.I thought it was by accident or because of the crowd on the bus. But after some minutes, he started to cup my ass cheek. I ignored that due to nervousness. I wasn’t mature and I didn’t know how to react to that. Maybe he took it as a green signal and he started grabbing both of my ass cheeks.As it was so crowded, no one could notice us. So I stayed there with patience. I was getting pleasure as well as hard-on by the guy’s touch. It was a nice. “You made a valid point about me knowing all these people. I never even considered that. It would be exciting. But you’re right. If I somehow found the nerve I’d regret it later. So let’s just watch and then go home and fuck our brains out.”We kissed for a moment, until we heard a clinking noise. We turned to see Jim tapping on his beer bottle to get everyone’s attention, as if everyone in the bar isn’t staring already.Everyone got quiet and Jim said, “Ladies and gentlemen, I want to apologize. Find yourself a girl a mother -your mother- can be proud to call-" Mom!!" What are you doing!!?! I told you not to let her know!!" What is it, Dobie, Dear?!" called Winnifred P. Gillis from upstairs."Nothing, Dear!!" Herbert T. Gillis called back. "Our son just wanted to know, uh, if dinner is almost ready?!" No, I don't," Dobie threatened, leaning over the counter, and staring down his father."Dinner will be done fifteen minutes after closing, as always!" And, as always, Mom had a weary smile.