If she hadn’t sent a message all week, I don’t think she would send one know. Downstairs Patsy was showing the new girl the drinks behind the bar....That brought back memories when I first started working here.“Hey, Patsy will you need me today? I wanted to have Ryan’s car ready for its MOT by Wednesday.”“It’s going to be a quiet week this week, take a few days off, I have Barbara with me this week, she can help me. But Friday and Saturday I will need you.”“Ok, Patsy.” grabbing my backpack I. ... I'm waiting and he's working in the engine and in the cockpit he often watches me and looks towards my pants. I notice it and wonder if the guy would not be interested in me .... ????Then he offers me a coffee and takes me past him.By turning around twice I see him fixed on my ass stretched in the dark red shiny vinyl.He will end up in the car and calls me after a while: he's killing me!"you see the box under the steering wheel there? yes I answer ..... will take a closer look .... I bend. I had opted for snagging a B cup bra from my new roommate who was taking over the extra bedroom and shoving my DD's in it . I had imagined Mr Richards really liking my tits pooping out of it. My nipples were out of the bra and brushing against the crisp white cotton blouse as I half jogged down the street. I saw the bus coming and found myself climbing up the steps and onto the bus. The driver tipped his sunglasses down and took a good look as my boobs which were eye level as I fumbled for my. But as for his girls clothes, he was starting to get a good number ofitems to choose from. John and Liz had even bought him some new pyjamas,pink with a teddy bear on the jacket pocket, for him to wear in bed.As February entered it's second half, school was much more pleasant.Billy's former comrades were lost without a leader and though theyattempted to continue on without him, they couldn't.That meant that the infant playground was now a bully free zone. Butwhile everyone was still feeling.