Bus Stop

"Well i guess we can head to the bus stop for now, and get off some where." Jack said, as he began to walk out from his room.

"Well you can get off with me wherever you like.." Emilia chirped in a very flirtatious manner, swishing her hips as she left the room with you.

They both made your way back into the main room, with Jack spotting the maid on the way, who did not hesitate to give him a flirty wink.

Walking out the door, into the street, the dynamic duo strutted down the road to the bus stop, which was only a very convenient 3 minute walk around the corner. At this bustop stood 4 people... surprising busy considering it was a monday.

One was a pale, thin, ginger girl, sucking on some kind of lollipop, wearing trendy black shoes, a denim jacket, acompanied with a skimpy white top, clearly designed to amplify her cleavage, and plain black leggings. Now first rule of thumb dictates this girl as a nymphomanic slut, however looks can be deceiving.

The other was a man, a poor fellow. Hunched over, looking more like he should be playing bells in notre dame. Now Jack remembered where he had seen him before, the local sex shop! Also he is his neighbour...

Next in line was a cute Japanese girl... maybe too cute? Jack felt like he should ask her age before talking to her, but damn she looked hot. She had fine skin, and sleek back hair, cascading from a messy bun. She was wearing what seemed like business dress, perhaps she worked in an office? This idea was further enforced by the books she clasped under her right arm, pushing her breasts in, making them even more plump.. Jack had to avert his perverted eyes for a moment.

Last in line was a witch? No, just another old lady who takes the same bus everyday. She stared at Jack and their eyes met. He shuddered and immediately looked away