’ As I ran out across the white diamond shaped tiled floor, pushed open the brass lined wooden door with a long narrow window pane and climbed onto ...ut the bus. ‘Get on quick, Bitch, and get in the back,’ said Uncle Remus who was standing outside the bus door. An elderly white man sitting near by said, ‘What did you call her?’ ‘Rich, Miss Bubbles Rich, her name is right her on her ticket, why, what’ya think I said? Remus seated himself, pushes some button that started up the diesel and strained. I asked how she knew her she said that, she had visited Karachi.We all reached the train station and started for Kanpur. We had 18 berths and we started to settle down our luggage in the compartment. In 1 compartment was my mother’s eldest sister and her husband settling the luggage, in another was my mother’s brother with the kids and my mother in the third compartment was me and my aunt settling the luggage. I was sitting on the lower birth and she fixing the luggage opposite of me. While she. Sex was good and that doesn’t mean we feel the same way . . . does it?Night fell as I sank into depression. I grabbed a beer in anticipation of spending the night alone, wondering what Garrett was thinking. But two beers in, I heard his keys at the door. My heart skipped. I still hoped something good would come of it.He entered, smiled and went to his room. I finished my second beer and went for a third.“Hey, can you grab me one too?” At least he didn’t sound mad.I grabbed two, popped the caps. Frankie’s your mentor, and from the looks of it, your future moon-mate, but she’s not that bossy. Not on purpose or consistently, at least.“If she ever gets that way, just tell her to her face. She’ll respect you more for that. She might bite and claw you while fucking you, though. Then again, I can swear that I will bite and claw you, too, at some point while I ride your sweet cock the way that it’s meant to be ridden. No man, woman, or demon wolf, for that matter, should ever go too long.