On the bus, with me across from them. I remembered to breathe, but my eyes were glued to them, though I was still trying to act nonchalant. I tried to...look away and I did. For a moment.When I turned back, the girl’s hand was way up the other’s leg. Up the other’s thigh. Both thighs were exposed. I could see one leg clearly, the other, only the inner thigh. The girl turned herself sideways more so the other girl could get better access, I guess. But I got better access, too. I saw a flash of her. " Well, what are you crying for if you think they're so nice?" he asked, mystified by this beautiful beside him who seemed to become more of a mystery to him with each passing minute.She bawled at him, "I'm crying because you made me so happy. Nobody never ever give me a nice present before in my life. Oh Jimmy, I don't deserve you to be so nice to me. I just don't."She smiled up at him through her tears and bent forward to kiss his right hand holding the steering wheel. She laid her cheek. “Maybe we should move him to the bedroom, easier to restrain him you know.”“Good point Jen,” Gretchen hauls me to my feet and I’m still floored that she can so effortlessly move me. I’m pushed up the stairs and into my room, the bed has been stripped except for the fitted sheet and I’m quickly un-cuffed and then re-cuffed to headboard. I’m too turned on at this point to fight it much as Jennifer secures my right leg to the footboard and Amy secures my left. “Jen, please,” I moan softly.“What do. Keri took to the distasteful task with enthusiasm. After having enjoyed a brief nap in the same bed, entwined in each other’s arms, they hopped into the shower together and began dressing for the tailgate party before the homecoming football game. Keri was excited to see where slut had gone to school and to meet her friends, while slut, on the other hand, was not at all eager to go back and be forced into explaining what she had done with her life. It wasn’t that she cared what her former.