Vaguely she was aware of smaller roots playing with her ass, circling her hole, messaging it, pressing into it. No, she moaned again, shaking her head... Even as she protested, knew it was wrong, it felt good. She realized she liked it taking her despite her protest. Wanted it to. The plant shifted and a new, larger stem formed from inside the giant stem of the large orchid blossom. This one was thicker and tripped something that reminded her of nectar. She wanted it and yet, at the same time,. It could have been his friend in his place! Ok let him come. I said. He went out and waved to someone. In a few seconds the bell rang. I opened the door to find not one but three young boys. Before I could say any thing they had entered the house. They bolted the door and without any fanfare, pulled out my frock and began kissing and touching my entire body! Mamaji had shown me pictures of girls having two or three men together ( those days videos were not there) but I had never thought I would. The people milled around until the bus came and then it was full. So another busload of people pushed their way on. The conductor had to get out from the front and come to the middle and get back on to collect what was about 10p or something. I mean why bother? Sack the conductor and make the buses free and you’d probably still make more profit! Better yet, train the conductor as a driver and double the number of buses so I don’t have to travel for fifteen minutes with my nose inches from a. You would also make some useful connections, I am sure.” “That sounds a good idea,” I lied disinterestedly, mumbling into my coffee cup and hoping beyond hope that my half-hearted lip-service would somehow placate her and serve to end the conversation rather more quickly. “I’ll write some letters when I get a few minutes, maybe next weekend.” There was a slight pause. “Oh, there’s no need to do that,” she chimed. Her controlled and upbeat tone made it clear, once more, that something.