He tried to sit next to me but bus conductor stopped and asked him to go back. The bus was full and he was looking for seats. I told the conductor tha... its okay and he sat next to me. I took the ticket to my college stop. I can see that he was getting uncomfortable sitting next to a hot girl and my perfume was also making him mad. The journey is supposed to be of 30mins to 45mins. For the first 10 mins he was just silent. Then slowly I felt some rough fingers on my ankle. When I looked, this. “Did I say you could speak, girl?” Cynthia hissed at the pain that unfurled into pleasure and arched her back further, shifted her thighs wider; she knew what Sir would now be gazing upon. Her flushed slit, spread wide, pulsating with every twist of lust that surged through her body. She felt no shame; this was where she belonged. A whispered, “Holy fuck, baby,” had Cynthia smiling into the hard wood floor, although it was a short lived moment of power. Kellerman buried three fingers deep. So we'd clung together after junior school, staying close to each other through secondary, for safety as much as anything else. And in that time I fell in love with him.Every moment with him was so wonderfully ecstatic I would wish for it never to end, and so exquisitely painful I would want to die. I had to juggle the two sides of my relationship with him - the sexual and the platonic - and only let one of them out at night.Every night, since I was about twelve, my last words before I fell. ”“Rezluc feel for you,” he says, sounding like he means it. “If we make bargain for trade of some kind, Rezluc would save face and not be seen as weak.”Hazel knows of only one thing that will work. She has seen the girl do it. She has been part of it despite any reluctance or distaste for it. But now, what choice does she have? She can abandon her master to her fate if the connection as her familiar will even allow that. She isn’t even sure that that would work. She has no idea what has even.