They grind together. Their lips crush together, tongues tangling as his hands run across her back and down to her waist. He reaches for the band of he... pants to do just that when he feels her hand on his chest, pushing him away.“And just what do you think you’re doing?” she pants, glaring at him.Chance smiles and says, “I’m just trying to be helpful. I mean, it’s hard to put it in with you still wearing clothes.”Rory shakes her head slowly. “I know you’re eager, being a virgin and all, but if. For our afternoon tea break I always liked to sit outside if the weather was nice, so imagine my surprise when she came out and smiled at me,"Hi" Hi" I smiled back at her, "Want a cigarette?" Yes please" her smile was beautiful and I remember wondering what her lips tasted like,"You're Dave aren't you?" Yup and you're Brenda right?" The girls have asked me if I want to go over to the pub after work" You'll like it, it's okay" But they said you don't go over any more" No, I left home last month,. ..it's one thing if they are admiring the way you look. I mean my friends were, and still do as a matter fact, tell me how hot you look. I never minded that but I don't like guys eye-fucking you, especially strangers." I growled.She giggled, "Eye-fucking, that's quite a phrase. So if one of your buddies sees a lingerie photo of me and says your mom looks hot you're okay with it?"I nodded."But, if some stranger lustfully looks at my ass or tits fully-covered with his tongue hanging out you take. He sat down brushing his leg against mine. He leaned toward me and slipped off his jacket. His cologne was intoxicating. “I’m Allen,” he said, smiling. “Nicole,” I replied. I slowly crossed one leg over the other allowing my skirt to ride up. I watched as his eyes flickered toward to movement. “Um, well, have you taken this bus before?” Allen shuddered, forcing his eyes to meet mine once again.“Only once before. It’s a good five hour drive if we don’t run into any major traffic.” So we have.