My cock and balls were exposed to her cunt, and her cunt to my cock and balls. It was a great little "I'll show you mine if you show me yours." It was...as though we were both in junior high school, playing adolescent games.We continued to talk, but the conversation began to become more adult - more serious. All of a sudden, the jets stopped blowing and the water calmed. I was torn between leaving the water still, or getting out of the tub and reactivating the turbulence. I decided to not be TOO. The older man was in his late 50's and smelled of cheap vodka. Unknown to Cathy it was that way on purpose. Ivan had been watching Cathy for months. He had decided that she would be his and quickly put together a plan to have her. He made a deal with the dispatcher to have his route covered expect for Cathy's stop. The dispatcher agreed on the condition that he could join in the fun. As you might guess Ivan agreed and the older man on the bus was Carl the dispatcher.Cathy sat in the front of. But here she was, beauty queen and cheerleader, men drooled over her and women fought to be her friend, while viciously trying to take her down behind her back. If you had asked her to describe herself, she wouldn’t really deign to reply. She would toss her silky blonde hair, give you a disdainful look from her big, baby blue eyes, and walk away leaving you to drool after her tight ass, and long, long legs. That was not the only thing you did: you also prayed and hoped that she would turn. " I gave her a wicked grin like she gave me earlier, she looked stunned, but recovered quickly."What about Ray?"Mom laughed at her. "Don't worry, I've been waiting seventeen years to have a baby to care for again. Let an old woman have some fun." Dad and I almost simultaneously said "You're not an old woman" and we all laughed.Angie and I went upstairs and I let her lead. She headed for my room, but I ducked into Yvette's old room to wait with Jeannie. It took a couple of minutes, but she came.