She did not, apparently, find necessary anymore the companionship and parental guidance she had once sought in this room.Which was the sadder for Cynt...ia? Seeing her husband slouched in his chair escaping from his own wife in his damnable business papers? Or the ghostly absence of her children who had once formed so large a part of her life? Whichever, Cynthia was a disturbed woman, and her response was exactly that of her daughters. She wanted to escape this room, to simply get the hell. I quietly sat down without commenting or seeing her. She then from her large picnic box pulled out a bottle of beer and a bottle opener. Opening it, she said "I hope you will share it with me" I smiled. she took a swig and handed the bottle to me."Relax k**, we are in this together for almost the next 24 hours and you sitting so tensed up will ruin the journey for both of us. Come sit closer to me so the bottle can be easily passed to each other" I relaxed bit as I moved closer to her. Our. Awesome.” Josie said softly. She nearly died from the intensity of the moment, very nearly melting off into the atmosphere. Harry smelt like apples, something else, illicit to her senses and very male, tobacco. Harry unhooked her bra and placed it behind her on the stereo. Josie gasped, forcing herself to not to reach out and cover up. Her pert breasts bounced into view. He cupped them, then ran his hands under them, molding his palms to her rib cage. Tenderly he turned her body away from him,. There were 5 boys standing with one guy speaking to somebody in his mobile. They were all about the same age, around 25 to 27.After sometime the bus came and I got into the bus. It was fully packed with gents and only few ladies are there and it seems the fewer ladies are all friends. those 5 boys also got into the same bus. The bus is full. As there is no place in front side, I got up on the back side of the bus to go inside. but there is no room or what so ever to get inside the bus. I cant.