This had not been a well-thought-out plan. He knew he had to be honest."Ummm....it came off...." He did not know why, but he felt guilty, and nervous ...or a response. He had to wait for twelve brutally slow minutes."Not good, Charlie." He recoiled in shame at his real name being used. "I kept yours on me, and you should have done the same." Sorry! I didn't think it would be a big deal!"Another seven-minute wait. Then: "Too late. Get a goddamn marker." A marker?!"Haha good one." Not a fucking. "Hi, erm, hi, pleased to meet you errr....." he trailed off, knowing hecouldn't possibly call this angel by the name Luke."Lucy. Please call me Lucy," she replied extending her hand towards himdaintily, gazing dreamily at him. She hoped she sensed some sense ofattraction from this handsome man towards her. For herself, she couldthink only of getting him to take her to bed and make her his little fuck-bunny.Carl took her hand, relishing the feel of her soft, delicate hand in his.He couldn't. “Me too. Want to have dinner with me?” I fired back. “Would love to. It could be more than just dinner though ;-)” WOW my heart raced! “Sure :-) Get down with me!”I pressed the bell for stopping the bus. We both got down. Once the bus left, I took initiative and touched her hand. Slowly I slid my arm into hers and we interleaved our fingers. Now we faced each other and did the same with the other arms. The next bus came. “We need to take this bus”A few stops later we got down at another bus. .This was disorienting, and at first I was freaked out. But I had just comeand everything was wonderful, so I did as Sir said, reasoning that since shehad always been the bottom in our half-assed S & M sex games, she wasprobably pretty turned on. I pulled her panties down to her ankles, put myhead up under the skirt of the dress I'm sure they forced her into, since shehated to wear dresses and skirts. She was tied down and couldn't reallyescape, but my instinct was right and she was already all.