"I think I can get something arranged. I've been talking to him while we were sitting here." I see your fingers flying across your phone again, you l...ok up at me and there is a desire in your eyes I haven't seen in a long time just blazing away. It turns your emerald green eyes the color of deepest jade. "Umm..." you hesitate, "... do we have plans for this weekend?" you ask. "Not that I know of, do we?" I reply with a grin. "We do now!" you send. And with that exchange, you are caught.... If all three are on the bus I will have given 3 blowjobs by the time I got to my stop" she said they aggressively feel her up and talked about fucking her soon.I asked her how they didn't get caught and she said two will cover while one gets a BJ then they switch places, but that some of the other kids have a good idea what's going on. I then asked if any of this was against her will. She said that she liked it but was nervous about them wanting to fuck her. At this point I'm using my none. Her dress was long and like a tapestry, less modest in the bust. I could see the swell of her breasts. Her hair was tied into a tight ponytail and, I swear, her eyes were blue. I’d remembered them as black, but these were piercing, sapphire blue. Contacts, I guessed.“Why didn’t you sit beside me?” I asked her.“Because I wanted to watch you. You wore the dress.” Her smile struck me as a bit smug, as if she were saying that she knew I would.“Would you like a drink?”“My turn.” She asked Denise for. He’d have to keep an eye on him. For Sloane’s own safety of course. ‘You have got to be the worst best man in history.’ Gabe tore his attention away to see Dean hovering over him. ‘I told you choosing Gabe to be your best man were a mistake. You should’ve picked me.’ Added Jackson accompanied by Layla wearing her usual irritated expression whenever she looked at him. ‘I’ll make up for it at your next wedding.’ Gabe replied, grinning. Dean chuckled before plopping down in the seat a few down.