‘Out with your latest escapades! I want to know what you have been up to.’ She said with a devilish growl in her voice. ‘Are you still a raging ...exual goddess?’ I smiled back and flipped my hand at her. ‘OK…yes, I admit it…I am a sex goddess and it is becoming more fun everyday. Jon and I are exploring sex every couple of days with me experimenting with my newfound discoveries and desires. In fact, I am not wearing any panties as we speak! And…it is…delicious.’ It was the only word I could. She wore a small pink tank top and light blue denim jeans in a look that said ‘I’m only visiting my brother’s friend’. As I had expected, the first twenty minutes or so were filled with polite conversation in between extended periods of awkward silence. Several times I wondered if the silence was brought on by me staring or whether it was just me being paranoid. Either way I was on edge for some reason. It wasn’t like she was an alien or something. It’s just infatuation , I told myself. Don’t. I watched drug dealers transferring bricks of cocaine from the plane to a pickup and the payoff. They used the headlights from four vehicles to light up the runway when the plane took off.I turned the screen off and went back to bed. In two hours it would time to get up again. Marcy was possessive and wanted to cuddle, almost squeezing the breath out of me.I dreaded crawling out of bed but it was morning with plenty to do. I started by calling Greg Archer telling him not to come pick me up. I waited until the lady went back to her paper before I reached for my jacket and floped it over my right leg. It was now blocking the front of the bus from seeing what we were doing, another bus stop and most every got off. The lady did not. A group of teenagers looked like they were going to come all the way back but stopped to pester the lady in gray. I kept watching the other passengers while I pulled my hand back. Her hole grew tight around my fist I pulled back harder and her holed body.