..” She pointedly looked down and then rolled her eyes again.I got the hint. I stepped back and held her at arm’s length, smiling reassuringly as ... did. “You know who you really should talk to about how you feel?” I asked.She shook her head, looking hopeful.“Mom.”Erin looked crestfallen. “I couldn’t talk to Mom. What would she know?”I know it was the wrong thing to do, but I just couldn’t help myself—I laughed out loud. Erin looked devastated, so I soothed her quickly. “Mom knows a lot about. . Slowly as the bus started going further after 1- 2hrs we came too closer to each other and finally I kissed her on lips and hugged her tight.After this the bus stopped for dinner n we both got down from bus and had dinner as if nothing happened between us.. After dinner she took ice cream and ate half n rest half she feeded me and then Again the bus started.Now the real action starts.. Again we slept on our respective seats and then the bus lights got off completely.. It was complete dark.. I. "He didn't forget about me.On a Wednesday, during gym class, he came up behind me and pulled downmy shorts just as the girls' gym class was trooping by in their gymskirts. I reached down to pull my shorts back up, but I found Icouldn't. Crowley had put his foot on the waistband. My face grew warmonce again, as I heard the titter of feminine laughter. Bullies were like vampires, I thought; they gained status by stealing itfrom someone else. "If a bully thinks that you're ready to fight him,. I asked "braless?" she just nodded. well I wasted no time at all placing my hands under her sweatshirt, to find her fine tits all bare I played with her nipple rings some and asked "can I pull up you shirt?" she looked around and seeing it was evening time and dark she just nodded. there in front of me were a pair of 38 D's that defied gravity she sat straight up to pull her shirt up her back and those tits did not sag a ½ inch from their level position she then put the seat back and allowed me.