74. all you can eat
I looked up
from the white triangle
straight into her stare
on opposite benches alone
at the back of the bus,
as it rumbled along,
my school satchel on my lap,
her formal business suit
dark but sexy –
I looked away and blushed,
embarrassed
at my assured offence
and looking back at her
she turned her head
& averted her eyes
purposefully
and,
just as purposefully,
opened her legs
for my pleasure,
or maybe hers
then,
looking back into my eyes,
just the slightest smile
strayed across her lips
as she crossed her legs
unhurriedly
& normal service
was resumed.