When the coffee was gone, we had to admit to each other that we had work to do. I watched her lay out the cryptic band drill charts on the kitchen tab...e. They were Greek to me, but it just felt good to watch her doing that. ‘I’m going to show you something that’s a very intimate apparel secret of mine,’ she whispered in a theatrical tone. I watched with wide-eyes. Digging into her suitcase, she pulled out a band uniform jacket. It was Royal Blue, and there was a gold-sequin cummerbund on the. I stood back and his eyes told it all he wanted me right then and there but I knew I should not do that. I went to sit at one of the seats. "Was the kiss a bad thing to do?" I asked. He never answered he just stood up, walked towards me and all I could see is the moon light shining in on the dark bus and I saw his eyes. They told a story they told me he was coming after me and my pussy couldn't resist. I had been so wet from all the thoughts I had about him and wondering were they about to come. Suddenly, a surprised gasp forced us to pull away from each other. My heart stopped when I saw whom it was. Kevin! He turned and left the room. I ran after him. I found him in the cafeteria. “Is he telling the truth?” Billy demanded. I looked at Kevin. “You told them?” “It’s true!” Cory said. “You are dating, Miss Moran!” Billy cried. “Keep it down!” I demanded. “If anyone finds out, we’ll both get into trouble.” “How could you?” Billy asked. “That’s disgusting,” Cory followed. When they came. They were selling everything: fruit, T-shirts, pipes for weed, nearly anything you could think of. It was teeming with people. We wandered around looking at everything. Carol tapped me on the shoulder and whispered, "All these guys have been patting me on the ass."I asked if she liked it. She smirked and told me she didn't mind it at all. We stopped at a stall selling weed pipes. I liked the one carved with a nude Nubian woman. Carol liked the one shaped like a big black cock; she could.