Free Use 12: Taking The Bimbo At The Bus Stop - Free Use, #12 - E-book - ePub

It was 2PM, a nice sunny day out and I had a thought to take a trip down to the Greyhound stop to see if maybe I could get a ride somewhere. I didn't have any particular destination in mind, I just wanted to explore. The bus stop I had in mind was a bit secluded and often had very attractive women getting on and off there. As I approached, a very beautiful, busty no more than 19-year-old blonde beach babe glanced up from her phone and eyed me as I stood next to her. "What's your name?" I asked the hot babe.
She looked like a surfer girl with long, strong, tanned legs, platinum-blonde hair that fell to her mid-back and cornflower-blue eyes. "April..." She said softly and went back to her phone. "What time's your bus?" My heart hitched in my chest and I felt the blood flowing. She punched some buttons on her phone. "Half an hour. Why?" "Oh, no reason. Just small talk." But I did have a reason. With shaky hands, I pulled out my Tic-Tacs, dropped one in my hand, then stuck it in my mouth.