Sure, they're the same sheets I used back home in grade school, but Ireally like those colors. Um, I think I was taller before, but now I'mnot so sur.... Everything feels a little taller now." It's hard to sumup a lifetime of details that may not may not be true without ramblingor saying something that is embarrassing. I think I'll leave mybedroom activities private for now at least. "To be honest, I'm notsure what's real or not anymore. No, I'm not losing my mind. It'sjust that things seem. ...... She said those words over and over, she said them out loud, gradually getting louder as she drove the knife deeper into her soft waiting belly, arching her back now in an attempt to offer herself up more, on the brink of the most intense orgasm of her life, knowing that she will come and come and come when the blade finally takes her, when she is sliced and bleeding like fuck-meat - she began to implore her imaginary butcher to finish her off ' KILL ME..... OH GOD, KILL MEEEE. "This young man behind me is my nephew." Your nephew?" The Manager repeated."Why yes," She continued. "I normally don't sit with him cause he's a little embarrassed about sitting with his "Old Aunt". I don't know about these two young gentlemen, but my nephew is obviously too young to have bought a ticket to this film without an adult having been with him." Well I guess it's ok then." The Manager said, his voice showing he wasn't really convinced.But by now a few of the other patrons were. We're both sitting still, the vibrations of the bus our only pleasure. Each bump in the road a small thrust. I move my fingers to play a little with your clitoris. You start circling your hips, little enough to not be visible by others, but we both feel it very well. I bite my lips for a moment, still quite able to keep quiet. My breathing is now perhaps a bit irregular but nothing the other bus riders would notice. My fingers keep on playing with you as you grind on top of me.You keep grinding.