Anyway, the bus pulls up and the doors open with a gush of warm air blowing in my face. As I stepped up onto the bus I started sorting through the change in my hand and realized I was a dime short. I had bills from my tips and whatnot but they have this big sign right as you get on the bus that says 'Exact Change Only'. This was the last bus out to my place that night and there is no way I would call my ex-husband for another ride after what happened the last time… hell, I’d rather walk home in the snow than call him again.
“What’s up buttercup?” the driver asked as I hesitated on the bus steps.
“I’m short a dime, you don’t have change for a dollar do ya?”
“Actually no, I don’t carry any cash with me on the route since a couple other drivers got held up for pocket money a few weeks ago” he replied.
Then a strange voice from a few rows back on the bus spoke up “I’ve got exact change for ya missy” he squawked as he started walking toward the Fee Box. He dropped in some change and sat back down, looking at me with this weird look in his eye. I said thanks and sat down on the bench across the aisle from the one he was on.
“My name is Manny” he whispered with a grin as he got up from his bench and sat down next to me on mine. I got that strange feeling I get in the bar when a guy is going to try something creepy… he didn’t ask if he could sit next to me, he just assumed he could do whatever he wanted. “What’s your name?” he hissed as he slid his arm along the back of my seat and rested his hand on the other side of where I was sitting.
“Nice to meet you Manny” I said in a soft calm voice, “If you don’t mind I’m going to…” my voice muted and my eyes widened as I saw him pull his jacket aside to show me the gun he had sticking out of his waistband. When I looked up I could see fire in his eyes. He wasn’t smiling or frowning, just kind of expressionless as he blurted out loud “How much longer til we get to our stop?”
The other day I was down at the bus stop waiting for the 1:15 to show up and take me home. Tending bar isn’t as easy as it looks and standing outside on a cold winter night in the early AM hours doesn’t make it any easier. As the bus turned the corner on its way toward my stop I could see the headlights shining through the falling snow and I reached into my pocket to grab a handful of change.
I take the same bus four nights a week and it’s always totally empty by the time I get on it. When I’m working behind the bar I have to make small talk with all of the guys... and they just want to get a good look at my tits. They could care less what I’m saying, just so long as they can see my cleavage and the bottom of my breasts bulging out from underneath my bikini top. That’s the blessing and the curse of having natural 36D tits I guess… I get much better tips but most guys don’t really care all that much about the rest of me.
For the past few weeks the bus driver has been starting-up some small talk with me during my ride home. It’s about a 20 minute ride from this stop to my house and he seems like a really sweet guy. He’s only ever seen me with my winter coat on, so he isn’t even checking me out really, just sees I’m a lonely single mom trying to make a living and wants to make my ride home a little nicer I guess. It helps him pass the time too… I wonder if he feels the same way about me that I feel about the guys at the bar lol.
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