She would wait until I was out of sight before she would leave for home. When I asked her about it, she would say that was the rule her dad made her p...omise to follow. Ann was not a "beautiful girl", but nice looking, however the clothing she wore made her appear to be a real modest person, no hint of cleavage, and her skirts were well below the knees.I occasionally went out with other girls, but they would very seldom date me more than once in a semester. I just was not a jock, nor a great. 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. Yet again, I found myself wondering what Vicky's game was.Anyhow, there was no use lying, so I said, "Uh, yeah. I was gonna tell you, Mom. Eventually. Like, maybe when I turned forty."This struck Vicky as hilarious, and she burst into laughter. Thankfully, Mom started snickering too, and I hoped that was the end of it. Nope. After Mom recovered, she wanted to know what tattoo I'd gotten -- and where."But how did you know?" I asked Vicky, in an effort to evade Mom's question."Oh, Cindy and I are. I'm not evil, but this is actually fun.I feel Carly's fingers tug my hair which only spurs me on further."You're in a car-park for christ sakes!" Travis yells.You're one to talk, Mister 'suck my cock in all places public'... Geez!I move a little and start fingering her pussy with one, then two, then three and then four fingers. Just pumping in and out, in and out, in and out. I look at Carly's face which is priceless. Although Travis's face should be on camera. In fact...I take out my phone and.