I said “no they like this” and showed her how to grip and wank it. I put my hand up her t shirt and she had no bra on and these rather large tits ...nd so firm and pinched her nipple and she let out an involuntary moan. She had no idea what she was doing as it was one of the worst hand jobs I’d had but the situation was hot. I moved onto the other nipple and she moaned again and looked up and her eyes closed slowly. I asked “do you like this” and she said “yeah it’s nicer than she thought. I always gave her hair a little tug. She always turned in her seat—smiled at me and said hello. I come to realize she was taking the seat right in front of me on purpose. I know it's silly - but I was flattered.Then one morning she got on the bus. A moment later, I noticed a pair of shiny patent leather shoes standing in front of me. I looked up and there she stood."My friend wants to sit with someone else," she said, "Can I sit with you?"Always the tease, I acted as if I was thinking it. It was a cold, crisp night with several inches of snow on the ground. The sky was clear and the stars sparkled as they walked slowly toward their home. Bundled up in their coats, arms around each other, they were as content as two lovers could be."I'm almost sad to see last year go," Bonnie said."Why?" Brent asked, curious."It was the best year of my life," she said unequivocally."I'm glad to hear that. I was pretty good for me too," he agreed."I want it to be like this, but I want to be with. They took the good natured ribbing with smiles. They took their bruises with equal grace, and we worked together to hasten their departure every night during our meditation.Not to be funny, but I was somewhat at sea during the voyage. Sid had his book and his conversations with Captain Duvoro and Mister Lamon. Flare and Sky had their training with Trunk, as did Alianna. The morning exercises were a help, but other than that, I was drowning in a sea of intimate, overwhelming data.The sea.