After some 2 or 3 stops it was getting crowded. So I felt someone from behind touched me due to rush in the bus when I looked back for my wonder it wa... the same guy in the bus stopHe said sorry and after 5 minutes he started brushing his dick over my assI knew this time he was doing purposely so I dint say anything thinking he will stop. I turned back looked at himI dont know what happened to him. He again started doing started brushing his dick over my ass.This time he seemed to be boldAs I. "I'm sorry, but I tried," I said to my mom. "Cathy reallyneeds a playmate her own age." You're probably right," my mom agreed, "but there isn'tanyone close by who is her age. Too bad you're not 10 yearsyounger." I wish I was 10 years younger," I joked, "then I wouldn'thave to go to summer school, and I'd graduate from highschool by the time I was 18."After I made the comment, there was a moment of silence. Iwondered why I had made such a stupid statement. Butsurprisingly my mom didn't think it. In fact Leah was acutely aware of the exact position of the other eleven shoppers who were also waiting to check out at the three open registers. More than just aware of them, Leah knew their exact positions and could have given a basic description of each one of them including their clothing, distinguishing features and what they had in their buggies. This high degree of situational awareness wasn't something Leah did intentionally - half the time she wasn't even completely aware that she was. In less than two minutes the man looked like a dollattached to its cardboard packaging. He was laced to the wall so thathis feet were a foot off the floor. His head was just below theceiling."When I find you, you're going to regret..." the man said.Lisa interrupted him with a laser flash just below the man's crotch.The smell of burned paint added to the scent of ozone and destruction."Torque, If you come within two miles of me or my sister they will notfind as much of you as the spot on the.