The next eight days were truly the happiest in my life. We walked hand in hand on the pier and beach in Brighton, having fun looking in all the tiny n...velty shops in The Lanes. Next was the New Forest, where we rambled through the gorse bushes and heathland. I took Elisa to Stratford and the picture postcard villages in the Cotswolds. We picnicked under a tree in a stunning field of **** seed in its full and glorious yellow bloom.Every night we found a bed and breakfast to stay in, having. "Yay!" Dana went to hug me but recoiled when she remembered the eggs."Thanks, Max!" Don't mention it," I said. "Let's keep moving."As we kept walking, I pushed a strand of hair that had fallen onto myface back behind my ear. Then I did it again. And again. I really haveto get a haircut soon, or at least find something to tie it back with.Dana went up to a bunch of houses on her own, which left me to stand bythe street and keep an ever-vigilant eye out to make sure those punksdidn't return, and. I was 18, at the time. 5 foot 9. My breasts are well rounded and big. Curvy hips and big well rounded ass. I had long legs. White in complexion. I had uniform on, of course. I wore a read panty and a black bra that day.Anyways let’s get down to business.It was a cloudy afternoon and I just got on a public bus, after staying back for a group project. As I expected it to be, the bus was crowded. It was around 3.30 pm I got on through the front door, mind you, it’s a local bus. I got pushed in. I held on to the post for support, I was not used to standing on the bus but had to today.“What are you guys planning to do huh?” I asked them.“Well we are planning to have some fun, for the last time we can; don’t worry nothing will happen” Tony replied as the circled me around keeping me in the middle. Tony slipped his hand inside my shirt and went for my boobs. He softly felt them, pressing on them and rubbing them but he was having problems because of the shirt and I had bra too.“Pete try.