Girl on the bus

Chapter 1 by dragonpanties dragonpanties

I'm Holly, and I just have to share this story with someone.

I ride the bus to work every day, and every day I dream that Carrie and could be friends.

Carrie gets on the bus two stops after me in the morning. She is about 5 foot 5 with sandy blonde hair and a smile that could put most movie stars to shame. Every day she wear very tight pants, and I find my self staring at her toned legs.

She laughs and talks with a couple other people on the bus, and then I don't see her again until the next morning. She must take a different bus home than I do.

That is until last Friday, when I got on the bus to go home and she was on the same bus. She wasn't talking with everyone, she must not have known the people on this bus.

I tried to not get caught as I looked at her luscious red lips. Her bright green eyes were intoxicating. I could have looked at them forever, but had to glance away to avoid getting caught.

I don't know what made me do it, but I jumped up and got off at her stop. I guess I could see where she lives. I hope that's not too weird. Maybe it is.

Follow her, or walk away?

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