Looking in the mirror, she smiled devilishly and then left her bedroom and made her way to Mark's bedroom. There was light coming from under Mark's be...room door. Her f******n year old son wasn't asleep either it seemed. Without knocking, she opened his door and stepped inside. Mark jumped at seeing his mother, tossing something over the far side of the bed. He yanked the sheets up quickly, but it didn't hide the bulge that made an obvious tent between his legs. Inwardly Helen smiled, catching. I kicked my 'Ugg' boots off and put them on the seat in front of me, something I know was wrong, but what the fuck, it made me feel more comfortable.The carriage heating was on, so at least my lack of decent warm clothing, wouldn't freeze my fanny or nipples, as a girl dedicated to the throes of fashion, layers of clothing never held sway over stockings and garter belts, or thongs and short skirts.As we pulled into the next station, we slowed down, and the houses with their brightly lit rooms. It was a Saturday, and the woman had a couple of shopping bags with her. My other racing thought was, what am I going to do? It's a bus, and most probably she will go out some other place than me. She may not even be interested in anything but sharing that human smile, and I don't like to get refused in public, especially in a bus. I am also a bit shy, so I was afraid I have no time to think about a good plan to talk. It happened to me before in bars, not to mention, a moving bus.The woman. ” She said that loud enough to get the girls’ attention and they both looked at us and blushed. “I think that even if we’re naked and making love, if we’re with the rest of you, you are welcome to join in.”“Rachel!” Beca exclaimed. Brittany buried her face against my shoulder. “You are so wicked! Um ... Do you mean it?”“Yes, Kitten. I mean it.” It was the first time I’d heard Rachel use my pet name for Beca. “You know, I’m a little weird, I guess. I just think that I look at the four of you ....