“Don’t touch me, Arty. I’ve not been washed.”Guinevere was right, I could smell her musty wilds.”As if that would bother me.” Although not...completely lying, she was rather pungent. Despite this, I rattled myself silly. Her brown cherry puckered up, and I could see the salmon pink of her pussy.Nearing an orgasmic cliff, my eyes squinted like a constipated dog.“Right, I’m tipping my curd on your behind.”“No, wait.”To my pleasant surprise Guinevere spun on her heels then dropped to her haunches.. We talked and caught up before the teacher walked in, i asked her what she was doing in summer skool , (bcuz of course u know Indians are smart especially at math lol), she said she had strict parents and they were making her take summer courses to be ahead of the game or some bull shit she said she hated how strict they were, but she was glad they made her come cuz she wuldnt of saw me. she sat in front of me so everyday i got to see that fat ass in front of me getting up and down. She wore. Some were wearing business clothes others jeans and shirts, and there were also a few men in overalls, there was just another woman showing her legs by wearing a short mini skirt and there was a young man in Bermudas.Well, the awkwardness of being the only person standing, ended very soon because in the next stop all the sits filled and there were 4 persons standing including herself. She knew that by the time they arrived downtown, the wagon will be packed, but she didn't have to wait that. "I have emerged unscathed from a potential rapist and it's all due to the man I love. Darling, thank you again, so very, very much."They rode on in silence for a while. Suddenly Victoria turned to Mark. "Make sure," she said, "that you have a witness when you collect my glass who can verify that you didn't spike it on the way to the police."Mark stared at her in admiration. "You clever girl," he said. "I hadn't thought of that. Brilliant! Of course! You bet I will."That led to another kiss and.