He smiled at me with approval and then pulled his fingers out of me. I started to say something but it stopped in my throat when he slapped my pussy. ...That’s for trying to get away." I just looked at him with wide eyes."mmmmm I like that look. You know who is boss now, right?" All I could do was nod. To my surprise he let go of my arms. But he was laying on me so I was not going anywhere...even if I wanted to. My legs were still open; I opened them more for him. "That's it baby girl, let me. As I was removing the skimpy top, Ali came bursting through the curtain. “Here are the thongs and skirts you asked for,” he said. “Thank you,” I replied, “why don’t you take a seat instead of spying through the curtain?” If you have ever seen an Asian person with a red face, well here was one. “It’s ok,” I assured him, “I’ll be glad of your opinion.” Ali sat down beside Tom with a rather mystified look on his face. I was standing there topless in front of a total. "What were you doin' in my shed?"'His shed?' Béla thought to herself, feeling amused. 'He wants me to think this place is his?'"I needed a rope," she stated flatly."What fer?" he said."To hang somebody!" she declared. "What do you care? I have to go to the bathroom! Lemme loose!" Béla angrily glared at her abductor more steadily now as her eyes got used to the light."At least untie my feet," she pleaded, "before I pee all over myself."She leaned back against the wall, raising her feet a few. .: i move and go close to your seat...: the bus is emptynow....just the driver....: me and you...the driver gives a look with mirror....more interested in you than me.....our eyes are talking....driver is a smart guy...not so young ..put my hand in the pocket and i get off a rope ..thick one....: and i play with itthe bus ir running but ..ther is something different...it was the last run..no passengers...dark street... the bus stopsthe driver walks until us.you stand up but i get your arms and.