I notice she was sweet and sort of cute at the same time. Her hair was cut in a pageboy look. From the way she was dressed, I could tell her folks mus... be well-to-do.This was in early December, and this went on for a couple of weeks. I always gave her hair a little tug. She always turned in her seat—smiled at me and said hello. I come to realize she was taking the seat right in front of me on purpose. I know it's silly - but I was flattered.Then one morning she got on the bus. A moment later, I. "It was a noble impulse, and I still don't understand it," I replied. It had become my standard refrain when Sarah told the tale and Linda could see that because she giggled.Sarah gave her usual response. She stood up long enough to strip her shorts down and started grinding her pussy against my thigh. "And yet, I, a damsel who had never had a knight suddenly found myself with one," she hissed. "Norm, I've told you every time, you won my heart forever that night. Stop pretending that you aren't. Too late now myfate was sealed as this sort of punishment had now been added to thecontract that I re signed after it being updated. So I willingly if atfirst naively accepted describing the conditions of my servitude. Mymistakes or ineptitude always had to be paid for with the methodsdescribed within these rules. I had signed all my possessions propertymoney and superannuation to my Mistresses accounts legally. So I havelittle if any choice but to comply with her demands or wishes no matterhow. It was a large parking lot with the highway to the south and a canal full of fish, and egrets, and frogs, and other miscellaneous creatures – probably including some alligators, though they were unseen at the moment. Beyond the canal were some taller bushes, which Clara assumed meant some firmer ground, and some occasional smaller trees and typical swamp growth. The canal was about twenty feet wide.“It’s not perfect, but it’s pretty close,” Clara mused. “It’ll do.”They headed back west on the.