I told her i'd found it hard to concentrate all day at work and had been thinking of her and she said she'd been thinking about me too. As we got on t...e bus and went upstairs we again sat right at the long seats at the very back of the bus and again there was no one else sitting near us thankfully. She then put her legs and feet up on the seat and quietly said to me "take my shoes off" so i slowly pulled both her heels off and placed them on the floor of the bus. I stared at her pretty feet in. She wore black boots that were in desperated need of replacement. A lit cigarette hung loosely out of the corner of her mouth. She watched as a few cars drove about in the parking lot. She heard shouting, catching her attention as her gaze shifted to two men arguing under one of the lights in the lot. No doubt things would soon get physical between them.As she watched them, her hands in her pockets, she heared footsteps behind her. She gripped the knife in her pocket tightly and her body. If it hadn’t been her, I don’t know who it would have been, but I would have found someone.“Second, to be honest, I am worried a bit about the two of you. You say your crush is over, but then you have a sex marathon and decide that even though you’re friends, you’re going to see each other for sex once in a while. I thought it might be safer if you and Kathy only got together with me.”“Shouldn’t you have said something to me about that? That’s something we really should discuss in. "I didn't mind playing along, I really didn't. The only thing that bothered me was my disappointment at Matt being a tit man. I find tit men to be so shallow, crude, and basically dumb. Jerry and John are classic tit men. Roger is a leg/ass man, slightly better, but men who adore the vagina, twat worshipers, are the best. They are intelligent, subtle, sensitive, and make terrific husbands, lovers, and companions. I always saw Matt as a twat man when I pictured him going through this phase. Matt.