My plan was to take the bus from Vegas to San Diego for a trip to see my best girl friend. She had moved there for a new job 6 months ago. I missed he.... I did not trust my old rust bucket 1992 Honda anymore. Flights were expensive and the bus ride although long was cheap. I was happy the bus was not even half full. It consisted of an older crowd. Those people sat right up in the front. I had envisioned the bus being packed and full of undesirables. It was not. I got on and grabbed a seat near. It was a hot day, and we were enjoying our summer holidays. We had spent the afternoon previously in my bedroom getting rather well acquainted, and already, I was looking lustfully at my new found sex friend.We sit down on the embankment – it is soft and sandy. Taking in the view, we sit back and let the world pass us by. It’s a quiet spot here, nobody really knows about this section of the lake, and the few that do are not enough to provide much of a consistent distraction. The conversation. The important thing was that the Mayhew decision was just over a week away, and he had to pull the rug out from under Caulder soon.Then he saw the perfect bait. He bought the sappiest greeting card he could find, signed Veronica's name to it in her finicky handwriting, and mailed it to Caulder. Then he went home and waited for the inevitable phone call. It came. The minute that Caulder said those magic words, "I love you too," Raj snapped the bracelet on. Veronica, predictably overcome by. Even dressed again in her unflattering, fluffy robe, Mommy looked amazingly sexy especially with what I would come to think of as her 'just been well fucked' glow.That was the year I got the nice laptop, which I'd been wanting since school had started. Dad, still looking bleary-eyed with sleep and maybe a little magic Santa dust, just shook his head and said, "Damn, Christina, I just can't figure out how you make our Christmas club money go so far."Mommy beamed at me as I oohed and ahhed over.