She beganfantasizing about him touching her, his hands moving over her body. Shewould sit and masturbate watching him sit there at the bus stop. Forre...sons she couldn’t explain she wanted him! She began referring to himas her BSB (Bus Stop Boy).It was 5pm and a rainy Saturday in the early fall. She was hungry andheading for the kitchen to eat something when she walked past the windowand there he was, her BSB. She quickly ran to her bedroom and put on herthinnest white lacey bra and a white. As usual Tim had several drinks and she knew the evening would be going on for quite a while.Most of the people Tim worked with had kids and brought them with them. Jim and Rob quickly made friends and were off doing whatever. Tim was talking shop with a group of men so she wondered around the yard and patio.She stopped at the bar, she saw a large black man standing off by himself smoking a cigar. Cathy always had a thing for black men; he sister had dated a black guy in college. After the. Mrs Huskisson went to the kitchen to begin preparing dinner for the Mistress and a large gathering of guests. She examined the potatoes which the Girl had spent the early hours in peeling. At first, she was afraid there were no traces of peel left on any of them, but the disappointment faded when she discovered the merest trace on one of them. The rest of the vegetables had been prepared perfectly, however and even the vicious Matilda felt she had no valid excuse to add to the Girl's sufferings. Im keeping your phone. If youd like I can play your music. I nodded then asked him the second question I was thinking. Where are you taking me? Youll find out soon enough. outside I remained calm because I didnt want to be knocked out again. But inside, I was panicking. I was in another country, in another CONTINENT, without any kind of ID and my mom had no idea where I was. I was only 16. I was terrified. For right now I just had to sit back and relax. I would live longer. After about an hour.