But I no longer had a car anyway. So I took the bus on a 9 hour trip. Because there had been a brutal murder on the bus where some dude nearly sever...d the head off someone on the bus with a butter knife or some say a plastic serrated butter knife, the security is almost as strick as any Airport now. I had a full leg cast and was not allowed to put any weight on that leg whatsoever. But I wasn't allowed any walking aids or wheelchair on the bus. Just underneath in the luggage area. After 5. "So.. have you, y'know, Had sex yet?.." she said hesitantly. I was a little surprised at her question and answered gingerly, "No.. not yet. You?" She shook her head. We dropped the discussion for a little while and talked about something else. We ended up hitting each other with pillows later on in the night. She had me pinned down on my bed with a pillow over my face. We were both laughing like crazy and then she finally got off of me and lied down next to me. I turned my head to look at her. "However, I should point out in defense of my virtue that I did manage to negotiate my visits down to only once every other week. I mean, I might be cheap and go down for grades, but I'm not easy." After another silence, Claire asked, "Was it terrible?" "You mean having to ball Mr. Perkins? If you don't count not being able to sleep the night before, then feeling sick that morning and dirty afterwards; no, not really. He was a single white dude and a teacher, but other than that, not really a. H.” Jack said. “We were in the neighborhood and thought we’d say hello.” As I turned to enter the house he slid his hand up under my dress. “Hey, no panties. Just the way I like to see you.”I jumped away. “Are you guys here to see Lisa? Can I get something for you?”Dave groaned. “Come on, Mrs. Hopkins. We’re here for some pussy.” When I hesitated, he added, “Remember what Mrs. Winters said? You need to do your part to keep us disease free. Well, Jack and I were tempted by two sluts this morning.