Sex Bus Trip

Roll up! Roll up! The sex bus tour awaits!

You climb abord the coach bus marked, blandly, "Trans-America Tours, Ltd." However, you know that this is no ordinary bus trip.

Along with yourself, about 15 other guys get on, all happy and anxious, knowing whats ahead (as the ad said "When a man buys a ticket for a Trans-America Tour, he knows what's ahead!"). Separated buy mearly a thin wall and an airline-style curtain, the girls are in the back, still obsured. They'll come out when the party starts, you think to yourself, deviously.

The bus is equiped with tinted windows, thank the lord, reclining seats, mood lighting, TV screens for movies, a suround-sound system, and a john in the back.

As you climb up the stairs to your seat, you pass the bus driver, and WOW! What a knockout! A cute, 23-year-old dirty blonde with olive skin and double-D cups! Her outfit? A white T-shirt (lovingly torn for an exposed midrif), Daisy Duke jean shorts, a black thong (riding up a little under her shorts), and high heels. It's preaty obvious though the thin material to tell that she's wearing no bra.

As the bus starts up, you think to youself as you look around, This is gonna be good!