Sure enough, Rob was already there. He was always here around this time, so if anyone saw him it would be nothing new. He saw me coming and opened the...door, and I climbed on. Without saying anything, I smiled at Rob, who was sitting in the drivers seat of the bus.I put my backpack on to one of the seats, stripped off my coat, then climbed onto Robs lap, facing him. I kissed him soundly, grinding down on him as I did. He kissed me back with just as my passion, his hands slipping under my sweater. "Come on, let's get out of these binding clothes and get your sexy butt over on my lap, there on the couch." Now you're talking my love." Martha said as she took the short wrap around skirt off from around her waist and let it fall to the floor, with a fully shaven bald pussy, that had a landing strip all of this time till now, that I know of.As Martha had took off her wrap around skirt, I pulled my shirt off, then seeing Martha's bald pussy, "Wow, when did you shave off, the landing strip?". ) I didn’t puppy-dog her. I tried for natural interaction, and since we were the only two aboard there were plenty of opportunities to talk.I didn’t use my smooth suave adult seduction moves, because I didn’t have any, but I really liked her in spite of also being terrified, so being nice and considerate wasn’t that difficult. Besides, she was an Aquarian. Although, she was probably tired of cringing toadying people who tried to avoid her notice.Witness her being alone in her ship at the edge. " What exactly do you have in mind Jeremy, you dirty pervert?"I knew though. He had a high sex drive, Jeremy did. Well, so did I, but I let him think he needed to persuade me. Men like that. Bastards. Anyway, eventually, we were cosied down on the bunk, under the thin blanket, in the dark, starkers. Shy I'm not.Jeremy was a slow, unhurried lover, always treating me like some fragile ornament that might smash if he was too rough. I'm not complaining. I enjoyed the attention, and our lovemaking.