"When can I see you again?" she asked."Well, babe, that's something we need to talk about." What do you mean?" There isn't gonna be any again." What?"...she asked, her voice taking on the sound of desperation."It's over, Brandi. I'm moving on." Moving on? But you can't. I'm your woman now. You said so." No, you were the one who said that. Not me. I told you it took a woman who was the very best to get me and keep me. Hey, you've been a good fuck, Brandi, but..." What? What are you saying?" I'm. I really had my eye on a pair I had noticed on their farm on my trips into town. I learned their names were Mary and Laura Wilder. Mary looked to be about 15, Laura, 13. They were cuter than anyone I had had in a while. I debated taking them away from their house, but I realized I really hated their Dad. He was a stupid do-gooder who I think was starting to notice the way I looked at his girls. I was ambivalent about the Mom and the young daughter. Then, as I was just about ready, I. "I... I wanted to repay you," she said, offering a check. "I found my wallet in the floor of the car when I got home. I guess it must have slipped out of my purse." Come in," he said smiling faintly."No, I... I just wanted to repay..." So you wouldn't feel indebted?" he asked."I guess so. I... I have to go." Surely you could come in for just a moment." I shouldn't," she said, again offering the check which he ignored."I could fix some coffee," he offered."More of your magic coffee? It almost. I giggled at his poor jokes, fluttered my eyelashes, bit my lip and flicked my hair when talking all subtle signs of flirting in my book. We continued chatting and i found out he was called Mike. around 20 mins he told me the next stop was his and i knew that was around 5 minutes away, now i had the dilemma of either sealing the deal and getting of the bus with him or trying to get him to stay on and come to mine. It was now or never."I'm enjoying your company mike why don't you stay on here.