74. social intercourse *

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.