Cindy was woken up by the horn blowing. She stretched herself and took a look at the watch.
What? Still 8 am?, she complained to herself.
She was on a bus to visit her boyfriend. She had got up early to catch the 4.30 bus, and decided to sleep the whole journey through. Or at least the first half of it. But it was becoming a difficult task. The first hour and a half had been easy. No stops, a quite nice road, and silence. But after the first stop, it had been impossible to catch any sleep. Stops every 30 minutes, people going up and down the bus, lots of chatting... So, finally, she decided not to try any more.
Cindy grabbed her phone and messaged Rick.
*Good morning! I'm halfway there, sort of. But this is soooo boring!*
She took a look outside. Cindy had managed to get a window seat. The first time she had gone to visit him, she had enjoyed the sightings. But after so many trips, she knew the landscape too well to be entertained with it. Too bad they had ended up going to so separated colleges.
Beep beep.
*Morning, darling! You are bored and I'm dying with anticipation. What are you wearing? I want to decide in advance what piece of clothes I'm going to take off you first ;) *
She blushed a little.
*You naughty boy, I won't fall in your game now. I'm not alone in here, you know?*
They usually had that kind of risquΓ© chatting. Being separated as they were, they felt it got them a little closer, and they could enjoy themselves knowing the other would be doing the same.
*C'mon! U wanted some entertainment, right? Just let me know if I'll have to unbutton, unzip, or rip up ;) *
She was tempted to answer, but in the previous stop, a girl about her age had sat by her side, and Cindy didn't want her to read anything improper. Not that she cared what that lady would think about her, but she was a bit shy.
So she decided to cut the conversation and put the phone away. Two minutes after, her jeans vibrated with a new message.
*Are U touching yourself already? That was quick! ;P *
Cindy turned around a little and rested her back on the window. At least that way she could make sure the other girl wouldn't read her messages.
*Dumbass! Just stop it. There's a girl sitting by my side.*
She would have liked to follow the game, but she didn't like being watched.
*Just turn around then. Although I guess she probably has her own entertainment... Now, tell me! Dress? Skirt? Jeans?*
In fact, Rick was right. The girl was reading a magazine, but that wouldn't stop her from watching...