The rest of school that day droned on, with boring class after boring class. Then we got on my bus – his parents were out of town, so logically he s...ayed with us. After poking a scrawny little sixth grader out of our accustomed back-of-the-bus seat, we babbled endlessly on about our lives. Somehow we got on the topic of fantasies, discussing who and where and how we and our corresponding partners fucked. It was very interesting, I had never seen this side of Tom before. Apparently he wants it. " Thanks," Kris smiled his most beautiful smile and mentally switched on his charm offensive.Ten minutes later he left the low courts with a business card for Bishop & Sarano which was apparently where his Lion, or at least someone fitting that description worked. He took the bus and had fun for twenty minutes or so until he had to get off, playing bold and coy with a rather pretty boy of about his own age a seat in front on the other side. Thankfully the boy didn't follow him off the bus. That. Sandra and I were still kissing with our tongues probing deep into each other’s mouth. With her kneeling in front of me I let my fingers follow her curves from her well-formed breasts over her flat stomach. I scratched her skin lightly with my well-manicured fingernails as I did so. With her tight body so close I couldn’t resist and I made my way down to her pussy.Getting my hint Sandra spread her legs for easy access and it didn’t take me long before my hand began to stroke her pussy. She was. " After a moment, Susie went back tothe first necklace and earrings. The large white triangular stonesaccented the dress just right. The matching dangling earrings croppedher face just so. As if words could convince herself, she declared,"perfect."Susie slid on her white sandals. She had carefully painted her toenailsstrawberry the night before. She grabbed her white clutch, checked itscontents and headed out the door. Today, Susie had a present forherself -- a manicure.At the nail shop,.