Thinking about a big, powerful bus driver waiting just for me makes my pulse throb and my body crave a much wilder, wetter ride. There’s such a delicious beauty in being watched, especially when I’m caught riding hard and looking for a little relief from the heat. I love the idea of public transport bringing us together, but I’d much rather have you all to myself in a place where we don’t have to follow any city rules. My curves are aching for someone who appreciates the naughty details, just like that driver who saw exactly how much I was struggling to finish my journey. Come join my private conversation and let’s get into a dialogue that’s far more provocative than anything you’d ever hear at a bus stop. Check me out now, because I’m ready to show you just how appreciative I can be for a man who knows how to handle a girl who works this hard.
I used to ride my bicycle to the bus stop to get to work. One time I got a stopped by a state trooper for riding my bike through the bollards when they were up (state capitol) to catch the bus and I saw my bus pass I knew I was going to be late.
Said f it I’m riding the 12 miles down the highway to get to work now so I’m not too late for my fast food job (I was working myself out of homeless at the time). Turned the corner and the bus driver had waited for me (not even at a stop!) he said he saw me getting stopped by the cop!
It was such an unbelievably nice gesture of people looking out for each other. It was downtown in a busy area so I was flabbergasted that the city bus would do something for someone like me. I never forget that.
Edit- thanks for all the kind words and awards. Never told anyone this story and didn’t think it would strike a chord with so many ppl. I wish you all the best and have a great weekend 😉
in Greece 57 people died in a train accident and our government is trying to gaslight us
Two main takes from this:
Education is critically important
Public transport is critically important
Reminds me of when I was back in high school, taking 3 city buses to get to school. The 2nd bus ride was about an hour. Me and the kind, elderly bus driver I saw every morning became quite friendly over the next few years.
His last day before retiring, we arrived at the bus station, (where I’d typically depart, and wait for my last bus). I got off last, just to have time to wish him happy retirement, (and gave him a little card I got him). I’ll never forget his smile as I handed him the card.
He then told me to sit back down, as he’s got one more stop to make. I was confused for a second, (as the route was done), but he told me that for his final stop ever, he asked if I’d like a lift to school. I said I didn’t want him to get in trouble, but he said it’s his last day, and that was his wish. He called dispatch, and proceeded to drive me, in a city bus, ALL the way across town to the school’s front door.
Still makes me teary thinking about it…
Thanks, Mike! 🙏🎉🫶
Imagine living in a country where they want their people to be educated.
this is an example when a country really cares about the people
Because public transportation is a service not a profit seeking operation. Not everything needs to be run like a fucking business operating under capitalism. RIP US Postal Service… you’re next.
In America they dgaf