His friends were waiting for him!

Timothy remembered that today was, in fact, Tuesday. He and his friends Rita and Joey had a standing appointment at the local Food Cart Pod where they would get a bit of fresh air and commiserate on how much their lives had taken a downwards spiral since the glory days of high school. Timothy was in his late 20s now and had neglected to spread his wings after he had graduated from Lincoln High School so this was the closes thing he had in his life to an occasion to look forward to.

He checked his cell phone and sure enough there was already a message from Joey.

"Hey u up?"

Classic Joey, right to the point.

They typically tried to meet up once a week for an early lunch before the Pod got too crowded with dogs and babies. Timothy had all but forgotten about the letter, the coin or the delivery girl he had conned and was instead focused on formulating the most witty, personable reply he possibly could send to his long time friend. Hs fingers flew across the phone's interface and with smug satisfaction he responded with

"Ya brt"

He grabbed his backpack, ran a hand through his hair and left his apartment humming tunelessly.

It was only after he had boarded the bus to see his friends that Timothy remembered the pendant he had absent mindedly put around his neck and the sizeable stack of 1 dollar bills he had "purchased" from the DHL girl. He didn't know if he should even bring it up to Joey and Rita. They'd just make fun of him and ask who his dealer was. If he gave them a dollar though... Timothy smirked thinking of all the things he could make his friends do. He could make Joey give him the keys to the car he'd spent years saving for or even smuggle his MILF mom's entire underwear drawer to him. And Rita... he could think a few things he'd give her a dollar to do.

The bus lurched suddenly and he stumbled forward into a middle aged woman in a large button down red coat. She struggled to retain her footing but neither of them fully lost their balance as the bus continued on. The woman smiled sheepishly at him without making eye contact. Her smile was plain and her features were unremarkable but right then Timothy felt a burning desire to test his magic pendant again. His hands almost seemed to move on their own and emerged from his pocket with a dollar.

The woman looked at him quizzically, her blue eyes finally meeting his.

Timothy said the first thing he could think of as he thrust the dollar in the direction of the puzzled woman.

"Kiss me"

Her tiny pale hand gingerly took the dollar and she nervously licked her lips while taking a measured step forward. Her eyes were now fully focused on him as she closed the gap between them.

Their lips met suddenly and he felt their warm and wet moisture against his face. His eager tongue pushed forward and a light squeal came from the woman as her mouth opened to invite him in. He explored the woman's mouth with all of the eagerness of a bachelor who could count the amount of intimate experiences he had had on one hand. He grabbed the back of her head and pushed her into him. Their tongues caressed each other in a furious, hot moment. He craved more and more from this woman. He wanted to strip her right there and fuck her brains out. He wanted to pump her full of hot man milk in the middle of the dirty and crowded bus. He wanted to...

"24th and Alberta," yelled the driver as the bus came to a stop.

The woman pulled away and turned towards the door without a word.

"Hey wait! I, um..."

The woman turned to look at him with an expression of mild panic masked with measured politeness. It was the type of look you would give to a homeless person who asked you for money. There was no friendliness in that look, only the desire to get away from an undesirable vagrant. Timothy just gaped at her, his mouth open, his tongue still moist with her saliva.

He looked around him and noticed that nobody was noticing him. The sudden bout of romance had not left an impression on any of the other passengers. There was no sympathy, no malice, no humor in the expressions of his fellow bus riders. Nobody had paid any attention to his momentary tongue tied bliss. He didn't know what to make of that.

Finally, the bus came to a halt once again at "Park Center" - this was the home of the biggest food cart pod in town and was where his friends would be waiting for him. As he stepped off the bus he wondered if he should tell them about the pendant at all.