.After the train I though I was going to have some relief and get home without further incidents, but guess I was wrong.The last part to get home was ...o take the bus for another 25-30 minutes, but after I sat near the middle of the bus, another guy came and sat on the other side of the bus, just two places on my right.At first he didn't saw me, but quickly noticed. But this time I knew him. We were in the same class in college, years ago. I remember him as a smart guy but not really. “Frances, I was only vaguely aware you had a cleaner: I have never seen her. I admit I was puzzled that the house was always tidied up, but stupidly I assumed you must have done some of it in your spare time. Sorry. The only way I can apologise is by saying that my family could never afford to have a cleaner, so it didn’t occur to me that you had one in regularly.”Frances waved a hand at him. “Forget it, Reg. It is not important. For that matter, I should have mentioned it to at least one of. We remained fully clothed, though, for some time. But the kissing became more urgent now as we lay on the bed, and I felt him unbuttoning my red party blouse and feeling inside for my breasts. His hands soon seemed to be everywhere. Up my skirt, inside my knickers, tickling my feet, rubbing my breasts, massaging my bottom. Oh! I just wasn't prepared for this. It was all so new to me.I had always thought that it should be the man who should undress his lady: at least on their first night. It all went down pretty good. Nothing was said about sex.After finishing two rooms it was time to quit for the day. Ana sent me to the carryout to get the ale. She said that the Balintine Ale quarts came 12 to a case, so just get a case. I did. Ana had warmed up the left over macaroni and cheese and beans, and had the makings of the sandwiches. Again she started drinking the ale like she was dying of thirst. After downing 2 glasses straight, she looked shyly at me, lowered her head and asked if.