My driving instructor wouldn't even let me open the door to the bus until I had done a "walk around." It was an inspection of the outside of the vehic...e that was focused on tires and lights, as well as anything that might need attention. Cargo doors that didn't latch properly or easily. License tags and plates had to be current. Inspection decals had to be current.It wasn't until the third day that I even learned how to start the bus. I spent the entire second day with my instructor, going over. ’I then called for Sarah, who almost bumped into my new friend as she exited the side door of the garage.‘I’m your neighbour’ he said as he offered his hand. Sarah took it and they shook.She kept hold of his hand as she examined Geoff’s face and blushed. Her own face immediately turning pink in parts, particularly her model like cheeks.‘Hi!’ she said, lost for further words. Our new neighbour had made the most incredible first impression on a girl who must have been around 30 years his. The professional part of my personality fought in vain to retain a bit of decency. He gripped me by the waist of my skirt and pulled me back onto his cock.I closed my eyes, savoring the way his girth stretched me in all the right ways. I moaned as he gripped my ass and spread my cheeks. He growled deep in his throat as he worked my ass up and down on his burning hot cock. I tried not to make any noise, but a few gasps escaped my lips as the head of his cock penetrated deep inside me.He began. I’ve watched plenty of WW II movies. You always saw nuns in hospitals caring for the injured. Sure, some nuns live their lives in prayer. Not all of them do though.”“If you don’t like any of the churches, don’t follow any. God is God. I doubt he cares which house you worship in. He just wants you to be a good person, and everything I know about you says that you are a good person.”“I’m not that good.” She replied in a small voice.“I think you are. Your friends all think you are. Anyone that.