Well, I say teenage, but however immature they may be acting, their senior uniforms means that they are at least 18, as unbelievable as they are makin... that seem."She's such a trainwreck! No wonder even Ava stopped being friends with her, and she's basically a cross between a walrus and a lorry!!"Again with the shrieking and howling. I glance around at the other passengers to make sure I'm not being overly sensitive. And sure enough, it seems that every single person on this bus has been. ‘There,’ Jacqueline said, her foot still pressing down hard on William’s buttocks. ‘Now you’re in her, deGranville. Your cock is sunk to the root. Isn’t she tight? Isn’t she hot and wet?’ ‘She-devil,’ he gasped, and whether he meant Jacqueline or Constance was unclear. ‘Stop, please, oh, take it out,’ Constance said, although she feared she would convulse and die of unfulfilled need if he did. ‘What is it like to be inside her cunny?’ Jacqueline asked. ‘To be violating her, your own precious. He was the only one there for me through my parents’ divorce and when my younger sister got sick. He stuck by me and pulled me out of my depression. He made me feel loved and like I was meant to be somebody.My body gravitated towards him and our skin touched. He smelled like sunscreen and the ocean. It was comforting to be so close to him, even though so much time has passed, he felt safe. Like home. For a split second, I imagined us making love and feeling close again.Before he could respond. Unlike most people, my dreams were very vivid and I generally remembered them pretty well. As I drifted off, I suddenly realized I was wide awake. I was still in my single-bedroom apartment, but something felt different, as if I was looking at everything from a third-person point of view. That was when I realized I must still be asleep, I passed the finger of one ghostly hand through the palm of another, verifying my hypothesis. I looked at my sleeping self and wondered what I should do now,.