Even though I was no longer resisting he still held my head in a very firm grip and fucked my mouth with increasing speed. He was probably fucking my ...outh for 3 or 4 for minutes when he stopped, put it back in his pants and walked out without saying a word. After he left I just sat there in a whirlwind of shock not believing what had just happened. So many thoughts raced through my head. Why did I let him do that? Why did I seem to like it? Did anyone see? Should I just run out of here? Where. When hearing my voice, their brain did not register when I said,"Barbara's Salon, How may I help you?" but the heard only a male voicethat they did not expect. My voice was too firm, too direct, and toomale. My wife said if I could soften the tone it would be much better. Iagreed and told my wife that I thought it strange that so many of thecallers asked after I answered the phone, "Is this the spa (or salon)?" That's exactly what I mean," Barbara said.I asked her to help me tone my voice down,. As the ride went on, the passengers started to increase, and we were pushed further back.This stranger girl asked me if there was any space for me to move so that she could also move a little back to make way for the coming passengers. But there was none. So I told her that there is none.Since she started the conversation and was also feeling discomforted by the crowd on the bus, I felt comfortable talking to her. I said to her, “I had no idea that this bus is so crowded at these hours.”.She. It was one of the perks of being an Empath. But I played along."Oh. But you will Doctor Carter! You will give your virgin rosebud to a sixteen year old hypersexual teenaged boy, to use and abuse, in whatever ways his adolescent brain can devise," I growled.Her eyes glazed over as she heard the words of her fantasy actually repeated out loud for the first time."Who knows? Maybe my buddies on the team will show up to help me!" I laughed evilly.She shuddered as she recognized what had happened,.