On the Bus

by Carl

I was riding the bus today and noticed a lovely lady with a long, long, wavy, reddish-brown ponytail. If she were standing, it would probably reach down to her butt. She was sitting and I saw that the seat behind her was vacant, so I moved there. I thought that if I could only get a chance to touch it, it would make my day. I scored better than that. I was wearing shorts, and I arranged it so my bare right knee could be under where her hair was falling over the side of the back of her seat. I pulled the edge of my shorts up just a bit, and in rhythm with the swaying of the bus, her hair just gently brushed back and forth over my knee and my right hand. It was about 5 minutes of bliss. She had no idea, but she did indeed make my day.

Good night, lovely lady. Sweet dreams.