There are 30 to 35 people in line to get ticket. I was on the end of line with an old men standing in front of me. I was so disappointed to travel wit... old men because we will get to get neighbor seat. So as people get ticket they boarded to bus and get seats. When I was to sit I see that my near seat is vacant and nobody is their. So I thought that the old men may go to bring any snack or water etc. Driver started bus engine n still there is no any sign of that person then I go to driver n. Initially, it was a lunch meeting. There, over sandwiches & soup, we spoke softly about why he wanted to sample the fruits of "the other side." He stated that his friend had told him about his sexual interests, and that I got him to where he wanted to be.Asking if he had any other goals, he confessed he and his gf (also 19, and also a sophomore) had discussed the mutual desire to engage in a 3-way. They wanted it, but were apprehensive about doing it. I assured him they would not be my first. “There you are, Sweetie. Try some of that.” She knew she spoiled him, but he was all she had. Unless, of course, she counted Alice and Gerald. But she didn’t really have them, since they had each other. And, truth be told, in reality they had her. She always felt a little subservient in their presence and whenever they wanted a plaything, it seemed she was always the one chained or tied to the table, screaming to be allowed to cum. Last weekend had been no different. In honor of Easter, Gerald. If I had to write a song about youSurreal Dream, is what I would call itOur relationship was too good to be trueI cherished it, bit by bitUntil the day it was torn apartBy silly misunderstandings and complicationsEven today our breakup is a hazy memoryDid it really happen or was it just a hallucinationEverything about you and our loveLike a deja vu on repeat mode, it seemsWhich is why I dedicate this poem to youMy ex-girlfriend, my surreal dreamI miss you .The most beautiful thing anyone has.