Further journeys followed with her invariably some distance from me. She showed not the slightest awareness of me. Until one day, I had taken a vacate... seat. The driver had shouted for people to, “Move along the bus, please” as they do, and there she was, stood beside me, our positions reversed from the previous similar encounter.On the same stretch of twisty road where she’d had to hang on, I had to do the same. Her backside bumped against my hand, then was gone. It was repeated once or twice. Suddenly I saw a hidden file named virus. It was suspicious; I doubted some wonderful blue films in it. Inside it was another folder virus. Then it went on 3 to 4 times. Then came another folder named “don’t open”. Inside it was another folder named “system crash”. Inside that there were lot of stuffs, files, movies, word docs and so on…My attention was caught by a word file named “wow mom”. I was bit surprised and then I opened the file. It was an incest story. Though surprised it just let me. She knew I was watching her dress, and put on a show, slowly pulling up her panties and wiggling her sexy ass. "Now is your last chance to change your mind," Alexia teased, bending forward and shaking her butt as she slipped on her Ralph Lauren designer skinny jeans. "Trust me when I say I am tempted. Tonight, we will not be rushed." Then I added, "I think you should soak those sheets before we leave to get those blood stains out." "I don't care if the stain remains. It’s a reminder of how you. I can’t help it, really I can’t?”Living in Terre Haute, Indiana had its advantages. While it isn’t a small town, it isn’t so big that you can get lost.Faith went to Indiana State University College of Technology, which was only seven miles from where we lived in the deep end of a cul-de-sac on E Sunset Avenue. Because of that, we didn’t have a lot of traffic noise cluttering up our neighborhood.She was smart and beautiful, planning on getting a degree in some facet of technology. She even.