..”I clapped real loud seeing my doll-faced little sister Linda, crying her eyes out as she was handed her diploma. She stopped and waved and walked...back to her row. I was clapping loud enough she turned towards me and smiled real big, waving at me. I waved back, and she was grinning so much, as the rest of her graduating class was called. The weather stayed nice for the rest of it.It broke up and she walked towards me, suddenly her face went sour, as she got nearer.“What’s wrong, why the sour. Her small breasts were tanned. Carl assumed they were fresh to nude bathing.Whatever, they seemed to be the only people moving about. Everyone else sprawled flat out or sat up reading. Carl spotted one man with earphones, his head nodding to a beat. Next to him, a lady, quite plump, struggled to her feet and, yawning, stretched her arms skywards, setting her considerable breasts in wobbling motion. She spoke to Mr Earphones, who pulled out the right plug and listened, looking up at her. He. “Gonna need a little help here,” Will said. “Hard to climb and carry bombs at the same time.”Lace was halfway up the mast by the time he’d finished his sentence. She rolled her eyes. “Guess you don’t think of everything.”One end of the coiled rope hit the ground at Will’s feet. “Tie them on.”Will ran the rope through the handles of the cookpot and started climbing while Lace hauled the bombs up the mast. By the time he reached where she was, she’d tied shorter ropes to the handles, giving them. Maybe by the time she booked her ticket, all the other seats would have been occupied. We were in the second last row. And behind us there was nobody. There was just one passenger right in front of me. And no passengers in the seat beside us. Rest of the passengers were in the front rows.I knew she had a boyfriend back in school and she wasn’t a virgin. I really didn’t know anything else about her. So we started chatting with each other. Around 8 the bus stopped for dinner. We had our dinner.