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,
at my assured offence
and looking back at her
she turned her head
& averted her eyes
just as purposefully,
opened her legs
for my pleasure,
or maybe hers
looking back into my eyes,
just the slightest smile
strayed across her lips
as she crossed her legs
& normal service
was resumed.