I resisted the urge to pose for her as I stood up and gathered up our mess. Once again, I felt her eyes on my backside as I returned to the kitchen.It...didn't take me long to clean up the kitchen, and I think I returned sooner than she expected. She had been quite industrious on her project. From the looks of things, she had filled almost a dozen pages with neat hand-writing. She also had several documents in progress on the laptop. She was hastily working on a spreadsheet to create a graph as I. Nothing profound but just two people who saw each other everyday.As we came close to my stop I would stand next to her seat ready to leave the bus. She kept both hands on the wheel as she easily guided the huge vehicle around curves and corners. I would take the opportunities granted and gaze with sidelong looks at her. Each bump proved she was female when her bumps bumped and bounced. Getting herself ready for the final right hand turn her body shifted allowing a space to open between the. " To be honest I didn't fancy it but as I started to protest I had Steve on one side of me and Lynn the other pulling me outside towards the waiting taxis. We all jumped into the back seat. Steve one side, Lynn in the middle and me the other side. The ride to the Hilton is about 15 minutes. Two minutes into the journey Steve and Lynn were kissing like mad. I turned away to look out the side window thinking what the fuck am I doing here playing gooseberry to these two! Just then, Lynn's left. When the woman was about a hundred yards ahead, Mr. Glastonbury moved silently to follow her. Without a word, Kennedy followed at his side, taking a great deal of care to be utterly silent.The alley seemed interminable, and then there was an intersection and even more alley. Inside Kennedy's brain her thoughts buzzed and hummed, thinking about everything she saw or sensed. There wasn't much, just Amanda a hundred yards ahead and Mr. Glastonbury a few inches to her left.There was the slightest.