I caught his eye as he stared at the back of my miniscule skirt and he looked sheepish. I smiled back and dropping a coin on the floor I slowly leaned...forward reaching towards the coin, taking my time and pausing at the bottom of the stretch to give him a good view.The bus doors opened and I hopped onto the quiet bus making my way towards the empty seats at the back. Glancing out of the window I noted the suit guy frantically fumbling for change at the ticket machine spilling the contents of. Though she had continually ignored him in the past and politely brushed him off, I was stimulated by his approaches and a bit jealous of him. Things were now different.Now she was not brushing him off. And now he was always over at her machine talking and laughing with her, both of them flirting like two high school k**s, as though I wasn't there, accept for her occasional glance over at me with her sweet smile.He was my first real twinge. I couldn't help myself. Of all people, this would be. Then she said, “Aunt Misty, I think I might be bisexual too. I mean I love going on dates with boys and I guess it would be no surprise to you but I have had sex a few times and loved it. But a few weeks ago, at a party, I kissed a girl and I really, really liked it.”I told her I remembered my first kiss with another girl and that I probably knew then that I was bisexual but did not admit it for many years later. We were sitting face to face by now and I was holding her hands. I said, “This. Always worried somebody's stealing." You ever been robbed?"Meg's father smiled and nodded. "Several times, goes with the territory, hard drugs mostly, night time break-ins, never held up." I always told the guys I worked for that when the crook asked for the money, I was going to give it to him. They understood." Good rule, yessir, good rule. Think I'll spread that word. Don't want no heroes, 'specially dead ones." How's your old store doing, the one right here in Mechanicsburg?"'That's where I.