Then I accelerated to be level with the front of the bus, as I was able to notice that my presence had already sparked some interest on the bus. I sto...ped briefly to remove my jogging shorts, leaving me naked but for shoes and socks. I kept my shorts scrunched up in my hand. I had been fast enough to strip off the shorts, so that the bus had not fully passed before I was able to continue jogging again. I jogged a little faster than the bus was travelling, to ensure that all the kerbside. I looked at his face and saw his razor sharp eyes gazing at me without a blink in it. I thought to myself with a ticklish feeling underneath me that “Time has come for a little entertainment”. I felt like my whole body and mind is under his control. After few seconds when I returned to my senses, I got scared and ran to the bedroom to obey his orders (I pretended to be scared, because he likes to treat me as his slave and see the scary expression on my face). He then screams ‘Noooooo…. Not in. "Mum grinned. "You weren't discreet Andy; when you play with her she is definitely not quiet and even Rhea knew what you were up to. No wonder you waited for Angela to leave her house the other day." I give up," I said theatrically and turned to leave."So, by the way, was I not going to get told by you and Sarah holding hands with silly grins?" Mum teased. "I was looking forward to that." Yes, after we had told Angela. But you knew so there didn't seem much point in Sarah travelling to. This repeated for what felt like an eternity. With every change of the sheets, she lost part of her soul. Every tear that stained her shirt was a part of heart that broke. She felt like this was all she was good for. She was lonely. She craved the attention and affection of someone who was very much a man. She did not know who this man was but dreaming never hurt anyone. In her mind, she crafted the perfect man. He was tall, dark and handsome. His hair was as black as coal and his eyes as blue.