The days are getting shorter and the early bus is dark and quiet.
Your text told me you'd be in the center section and that you'd save me a seat.As I ran up to the stop the bus was pulling off and I saw you laughing at me through the window. I rapped my knuckles on the thin metal panel that covered the engine but the driver chose not to hear me and didn't stop.
As the bus rounded the corner I saw you waving with your small red panties in your hand, delicately wrapped around your wrist.
My phone vibrated in my pocket moments later.
"Maybe this will teach you not to be late next time."
:-)
5 comments:
Get on that treadmill and learn to run faster so that you don't miss the bus next time ;-)
Oh, this was a good one!
Did you learn your lesson?
Tame - I'm on the treadmill all the time. I just never seem to catch her.
R - I'm glad you liked it. She has a way of keeping me in my place. I never seem to learn my lessons.
Since I'm also perpetually late and chasing buses, I can sympathise. Lovely piece...
I've only caught the bus a handful of times, but there is never anyone sexy or attractive on there. And if I saw a woman on the bus with red panties in her hand, I think I'd tell the bus driver! lol
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