The bus pulled to the curb and I walked my bike out to bring down its bike rack and place my bike in it. As I boarded the bus, paid the fare, and took...the white transfer slip I had no idea that simple piece of cheap paper would change my life. As the bus gave me my transfer slip my green eyes scanned the bus quickly. It was nearly packed. Perfect. Instead of taking one of the free seats I went between the upper seats and lower, grabbing hold of the bar and spreading my feet for stability. It. He came to me, grabbed hold of my dress and pulled it apart and had me take it off. Once again he moved in and began to kiss and lick me again until after a few minutes he grabbed my hand and placed it on his cock and motioned with his hand that I was to jerk his cock off. As we kissed I continued to jerk his cock hard and fast until several minutes passed and once again the black man pulled him off me and I saw too that he had gotten naked and then I saw his monster cock. My eyes went wide. For free. From my own garden.I see her come back from shopping at far end of our street. I open the door. Gentleman. As I always do.I do the same for any neighbour. Like to her grandparents both lots older & weaker as me. I am almost 69!I like the idea: She & me in sexy 69! She is 20+. Mom. Looking if she is still a teen. Earlier I mistook it:I saw her back then only a few times. Summer. From my garden. Feed birds. Lives at backside. Like me.I felt pity: Pretty teen I never see outside! Growing. .. ... and that was when Emily and Donna realized that Michelle was staring at them like they’d each suddenly sprouted a second head. Or turned into aliens. Or both.Also, it was when Emily and Donna realized that Michelle – unlike them – wasn’t pregnant.Oh, wait, Emily thought idly, as she’d watched Michelle’s eyes start to bulge and burn with rage, and her hands ball up into tight, white-knuckled fists, Jack... didn’t knock all of us up?Huh.For some reason, Emily had simply assumed that was.