A knee? A hand? Deliberate, or an accident, I couldn’t tell. The gentleman in front of me smiled, “We’ll try to make this as pleasurable a ride ...s possible, Missy.” I wasn’t quite sure what to do. Scream? Push his hand away? Part of me liked the attention I was getting. Besides, I thought, ‘How far can it possibly go? We’re on a crowded bus!’ I let it go and smiled back. The hand on my bum moved upward, and I heard the zipper of my skirt as it slid with the hand. The hand moved to my thigh. The other was called Halley and she was eight (8).They both had blonde golden hair and they both liked horses.Their Mum was calling them from upstairs.When they both got to the kitchen, Mum was putting chopped up carrots in a bag."Come on" she said nicely, "We are going to give woofles his walk and feed the horses,"They both got ready while their mum got the dog lead.Woofles was very excited because he liked to go for walks.Fay was excited because she loved horses.Mum had to tell woofles off. "What are you trying to do?" Remember when we visited Uncle Buck's farm, how he would milk the cows?" Yeah." Well i've been trying to do that but," I started crying here, crocodile tears. "I cant make it work."Jenny came over and sat beside me on the bed. She then leaned over and hugged me around the neck."Oh my poor brother, can I help?" I don't know Jenny, what can you do?" Well I really wanted to help Debbie, what if I suck it out of you?" Oh, would you really do that for me sis?" Of course,. D: “Ha, ladna hai”Pushpa stepped ahead so that their 40 inched breasts were just centimeters apart. Deepa understood that even Pushpa wanted to fight so Deepa took off her dupatta. Both ladies were wearing salwar kameez.Looking at Deepa, Pushpa removed her dupatta too. Deepa heaved her breasts forward so that they touched Pushpa’s. Pushpa took a step forward that their breasts touched in full force. Pushpa put her hands on Deepa’s hips. Deepa did the same and both ladies pulled each other to.