Two days later I see Sherry
From Torg Adventure
I was driving within a couple miles of my house, vaguely in Donna's neighborhood. I saw Sherry, Kindal's friend, standing at a bus stop, in her skintight jeans and scoop-necked tee shirt. She looked like she'd been waiting for awhile. I pulled over next to her and rolled down the power window.
"Hi, Sherry, remember me?" I asked her.
She stepped over and leaned on the window. The neck of her tee shirt revealed a deep cleavage between her ripe teenaged tits. She smiled, saying, "Hi, Paul. I just missed the bus. The next one doesn't come for 20 minutes."
"Do you need a ride somewhere?" I asked with a sly grin.
"I'd really appreciate a ride home, Paul," she said, subtly swinging her chest a bit. Watching her orbs jiggle in her shirt was very nice.
"Hop in!" I said as I popped the locks.
She squealed with delight, straightening up and bouncing. Her tits really jiggled then. She opened the door and sat down.
What next?
