He looked back, saw I was decent and sat down again, this time facing me. I removed my new heels from the box and began to put one on. I lent forward ...o reach down to my feet, and then changed my mind. What was I thinking? Instead of leaning down I raised my leg high to rest my foot on the other knee. I knew damn well what I was doing, my knight had a clear view all the way down the bus, up my skirt and could see my moist pussy framed by black lace crotchless panties. I slowly f***ed the shoe. So I sat on a ledge by the entrance and a blue car came strolling by; I never received a stare like this in my life. She had blonde highlights, green eyes and lip gloss and she was looking at me. I looked around to make sure she didn't mistaken me for anyone else but she was staring at me. I can't remember what exactly I said, must have been "can I get a ride to seven 11" and she must have said "you can get more than a ride". All I knew that we both made that decision we was going to fuck each. Where does this new found morality come from? Mark, I want you in my mouth. Right now. And I want you in my pussy soon. It's all I've been thinking about." What we did that time happened, Annie, we can't change that. I don't want to change it. But I must insist that a repeat performance wait until we are husband and wife if that is where we are headed with our relationship. No, I have not proposed to you... yet. I have a little present for you. Not a ring... yet... but something I hope you'll. "He turned to us. "She doesn't need anything from me either, Frank. Marble-white skin so delicate the veins show through, but not too much--a big, round ass without a hint of cellulite--that perfect bald pussy--did you shave this morning, sweetheart?" Millie nodded and pointed at me. "I shaved her at the hotel," I said. DeMarco grumbled under his breath, "Nice work if you can get it." Alex went on: "I've never seen skin like yours, sweetheart, and I've been doing this a long time." He turned.