M.," the driver said pointedly."Thanks," I said, my eyes adjusting from the buglight glare of the terminal to the dark interior of the coach. I scanne... up and down but every pair of seats had at least one taken, most by dozing older folks or wary-looking migrant workers. There was a somewhat chubby girl about my age, 23 or so, with pulled-back brown hair and a spaghetti-strap purple blouse, sitting looking out the window about halfway back. Better her than some old guy drooling on me, that was. Do all the boys pick on you?” He pinched one of her nipples, seeing Mary’s lips clenched tight, but she didn’t protest. “Be a good girl and we‘ll get along just fine.” He could feel the nipple grow in his fingers, in spite of the severe pinching. He pulled it and twisted it, but Mary didn’t even whimper. His hand slid over to her other nipple, this time fingernails digging into the tip until she drew blood.“OOOWWW,” Mary finally cried out, the pain shooting into her nipple as if he stabbed it. Merida grabs my chin, pulls it up and pulls me in to kiss me. It was a hot and fiery kiss, igniting my passions. She then kisses down my jawline to the side of my neck. I moaned when she got to my neck because I LOOOOOOVE neck kisses. She lingered at my neck for a brief moment before kissing down to my chest and then a straight line from my chest to the base of my cock. She got on her knees and started sucking my cock. Her tongue masterfully licked my penis and got me even harder than I already. My eyes were closed, enjoying the sounds of nature around me when I heard a noise not native to the Virginian Woods, a guitar. A guitar? My eyes flew open, as I strained to hear the soft serenading coming from the shady woods. My keen ears picked out someone strumming a guitar, and somewhat singing along. Somewhat put off for having someone else interfere in my meditative solitude, I turned to wade out of the lake. This lake, like every other one in this state is covered with a nice slimy film.