”I nodded. “Thank you, I’m fully aware of that. What I’m not aware of is where your restroom is.” “Steve always does this delivery.”“I...see. Well, when Steve comes here does he ever have to piss?”He nodded suspiciously. “Sometimes, yeah.”“Okay, and where would he go to do that?”“The restroom, of course.”“Naturally… thank you.” I couldn’t decide whether to accept that I was apparently trapped in a low-budget remake of "Waiting for Godot", itself a low-budget affair long on absurdity but short on. I went to sit at one of the seats. "Was the kiss a bad thing to do?" I asked. He never answered he just stood up, walked towards me and all I could see is the moon light shining in on the dark bus and I saw his eyes. They told a story they told me he was coming after me and my pussy couldn't resist. I had been so wet from all the thoughts I had about him and wondering were they about to come true. He came in front of me pulled my underwear down under my dress took them off, lifted my dress up. Since your call last week, I had not heard whether you would be coming or not. Are you alone?”“No, I’m here with Paul. He is busy unloading the luggage from the car.”“Paul... ?”“Paul Horvath. He’s one of Roger’s coworkers and a friend. Roger didn’t want to come.”“Oh? Are you here for the night or longer?”“Until Tuesday morning, if that’s possible ... and would it also be possible to have separate rooms – it’s already complicated enough as it is?”Mélanie checked the reservations board. “Yes, we. Looking at myself in the mirror, I cannot believe that now I am the oneputting the sex teddy with garter belts and nylons covering my longsmooth freshly shaved legs. Cindy my girlfriend makes me shave every dayor so but lately I have not had to hardly shave anywhere on my body andwhen I do shave my body hair seems so much thinner and hardly noticeable.I guess those vitamins my girlfriend has been giving me every day for thepast eight or nine months must be doing that. Not knowing that.