Miranda sighed heavily. "It's the same thing every single year," she explained warily, "They sit me down and have their little discussion about why do...'t I stay here? Why don't transfer over to admin? Or if I like being courier crew so much, why don't I just become Lavender's city-bound? Oh, Misty, I'm just so sick of it..." Is it really so bad here?" Misty inquired, closing her eyes for a moment as the wooden swing-seat moved back and forth, creaking on it's hinges as some distance behind her,. When I got to the bus stop, the bus that I needed to get on had already arrive, but there was no sigh of the bus driver. I waited a few minutes before I knocked on the door to see if anyone was on the bus. Well about a minute later, when the doors open there stood this tell fine brother that on first sight could make any woman's juices flow. I stepped on the bus, and when I went to put my fair in the fair box, the bus driver for some reason would not let me pay. He insisted that the trip would. "Fuck, what if Paulina knows too", he thought. As he looked at his daughter, who was blushing so much and looking so cute while doing it, he suddenly made a decision. "You really like me looking at you", he asked, making absolutely sure that this was what his daughter wanted before he continued. "Yes, daddy", Sarah said, her eyes fixed on him. "Well then, why don't you show me everything", he said and he saw Sarah's eyes grow wide. "Right here", she asked, clearly shocked that her father would. And to my surprise, she does not care. She also informs me that in a few short months she will be turning 18, and then nothing will be to worry. So we make sure to keep our chat fairly clean, and innocent. Though I will admit that, every once in a while, we do exchange a few teasing pictures and videos. But until March, I wait. It is now June, We have talked about so much stuff that we plan to do, so many fun things we want to go do. I am now living in the Pacific Northwest, so knowing she is.