What Bobo did was drive him insane.Lost in his own little world, Doc didn’t notice that Bobo was standing in front of him and he had a look on his f...ce like he was waiting for something.“Uh, what?” Doc muttered.“I asked if you were okay.” Bobo fanned out his fingers about an inch from Doc’s nose.“Uh, well...” Doc could feel Bobo’s breath on his face and how the air between them moved with Bobo. He wanted just to drag him into his bed, or into a shed, barn or outhouse, and have his way with him.. “You love it.” I hiked my skirts up and threw a leg over his lap, straddling him and slanting my mouth over his softly. He responded in kind, his lips moving gently over mine, his fingers weaving into my hair to hold me tenderly. His tongue teased at my lips in little tickly touches, but never pressed his advantage to deepen the kiss. I could tell he was leaving it to me to decide how much further to go – but that wasn’t ever a question he needed to ask.I pulled back a little bit and peppered. Me bas ye shoch raha tha ki ye meri seat pe baithi hoto to touch karne ka mouka to mil pata pr aisa nahi hua iska afsos tha. Akhir thori der bad conductor aaya or do bachcho jo chote the or do logo ki seat pr sahi nahi baith pa rahe the kyoki unki mummy ka figure bhi accha tha to conductor ne us lady ko kaha ki aap tin ki seat pr baith jayiye or mujhe kaha ki me do wali seat pr baith jau, isse wo ladies uthi or meri seat pr baith gayi mere pass me par bachcho udhar nahi aa rahe the wo khidki pr. Jazzy could feel her body contracting at the sight she was trying to takein. Lifting her head slowly to ease the pain in her tightened breasts as shepulled her neck back, she gazed up at a single bright light bulb hanging fromthe ceiling and illuminating the long room. The walls and floor were concreteand unpainted. The ceiling was high with numerous pipes and boards runningacross it at an assortment of angles. ?Where am I?? Jazzy thought in scaredwonder for the second time. Some of the women's.