I was lost in space until I heard dad yell for us to come get breakfast. I changed out of my clothes from yesterday and put on some shorts and a shirt...and headed to the door. When I opened it, there was Rita, sitting down on the floor, leaning up against the wall, sleep. She kept her word, she never left, she alwayd did keep her promises. I went to brush my teeth without her then went back and woke her up to eat. She looked at me with a sad look in her eyes as I helped her off the floor, but. Well, as much as I'd do anything to have even onelittle tiny orgasm with Rob, that wasn't the least bit likely to happen tome, I figured. Maybe that's why I just lay back and let Rob have his waywith my breasts - and he didn't disappoint! His expert caresses were farand away more pleasurable than anything I remembered with Mark, and if I'dbeen lucky enough to be a real female I'm pretty sure that alone would'vebeen enough for me to come right then and there. But Rob had more in storefor me.. Usually other kids who get on at the start of the run sit there, but they’re sitting a bit further back so he can have the front seat. He spots them a few rows back and he gives them a wave to thank them for the consideration since he’s sure they were in this seat last Friday.The bus load is its normal raucous self, but he does notice there seems to be a heavy infection of smiles amongst the passengers, much more than one would expect for a Monday morning or see on a school day. He still. Simmons Farm Equipment was about three miles outside of town. Most of the farms in the area had been sold off to developers. Ranch houses dotted the landscape where corn used to grow. Everything about the place indicated that it was past its prime. It needed paint and new signs. The parking lot was in worse shape than the buildings. Even the windows needed washing. As dismal as it was, it was my last chance.Earl Simmons was well over sixty and quite overweight. He sat behind his desk like Santa.