Bus Driver

My first time was about five years ago. I was at University and riding the bus home as usual. But what wasn’t usual was that the bus driver told me to stay on the bus until it empty. I was tingling with excitement.
I had fancied him for ages. I was always trying to flirt with him and felt like I was getting nowhere. And yet… the way he looked at me with those dark eyes of his. I felt like he was undressing me. I used to fall asleep at night dreaming of him taking me in those big strong arms of his. And now he wanted me alone.

And then suddenly I panicked. What if he just wanted to beat me up. There is a fair amount of homophobia on our island.

I went up to the front of the bus. ‘What do you want with me?’ I demanded…Find out at Daniel Blue!