"Mom told me to help you get cleaned up," Samantha whispered.I whispered back, "I didn't hear her say that, and why are you whispering if she told you...to help?" Well, it's more of a standing order," Samantha admitted. "If you make a mess, clean it up. She's said it many times though. I won't ask her to clarify if you don't." Samantha had a shirt on again, but she hadn't replaced her bra. My body was contorted so I could see her while hiding my cock. The sight of her hard nipples nearly poking. I pretended as if I hadn’t seen anything. Another time I caught him peeking as I was taking a piss. I have always suspected that I could seduce him but I have always chickened out, never quite knowing how to approach him. He is a good-looking guy. About 6 foot 2, 200 pounds. He always has a great tan and blond hair. Over the years, we have stayed close. We are both married and our wives get along. We got into a weekly routine, every Friday night we played poker with two other friends. One. One was towards the back & the other right in front which is my usual seat because the other seats are uncomfortable for my extra long legs. When I got on to the bus I found the seat next to mine vacant & I sat on the seat by the window. A couple of minutes before the bus was due to leave a young woman or rather girl of around 23 or 24 got on to the bus.She was on of those real head turners. She looked like a model; 5’4” and a real coke bottle figure She got of as soon as she came on and was. I’d been with two naked women one time before. Right before I left Indianapolis, Mrs. Adler gave me a going-away present, “No charge, Flint Murdock, enjoy them and come back again someday.”But this, out here in the open with Rebecca and Rosie, felt different. Hell, it was different. I would have liked to have lasted longer, but that was not in the hand they dealt me. I said, “Rosie,” real soft and Rebecca laughed, “Let ‘er rip, Mr. Murdock.”My mind wasn’t all that relaxed on the ride back to.