'He did. I should have just blown him. It would have been better than the mental anguish of being rescued by your hero boyfriend.''At your service.' I...bowed. 'No thanks required of course.''Yeah, yeah.' She grunted, staring into her cheerios in an uncharacteristically contemplative mood.'Ryan and I were thinking we might play football.' I said casually.Stella frowned, 'Really?''Yeah, we have nothing better to do and we figured we could become those guys that tackle people. And smash on some of. After a few minutes , the old man , gradually became bolder he was now slowly & more firmly caressing her soft fleshy bottom and sensing her nervousness & dilemma & lack of resistance on her part, began to now cup my buttocks . I was really stunned by this & very surprised by his boldness & my mom glanced behind & around me to see me & others if anybody had noticed -Nobody else in the crowded bus was aware of what was going on except me which I pretended that I too was unaware & the old man. Two other guys slightly behind had their hands caressing my waist and my skirt band. Almost on cue someone pulled my skirt down. As I instinctively raised my legs, he pulled the skirt from under my feet. Both my skirt and top were crumpled and pushed into the bag which was still hanging across my neck. I was now buck naked without a stitch. My hands were around a huge dick. My face was partly buried in this guy’s chest. There were multiple hands around my tits and nipples, around my waist,. It's not possible." ..." If you wish to be that way I will speak and you can ignore Me." it added with a sigh."I will explain a few things to you that seem to be beyond your current comprehension. First of all ... you are, at this very moment, unconscious. Second of all, I am in fact you. You are me and I am you and I am me and you are you." This little singsong verse by the disembodied voice made it laugh a short bark. "OK, enough silliness for now. What I mean to say is that I am an aspect of.