Repeated tapping on my shoulder roused me from my evening commute daydreaming. Fleeting reminders of gazing down at a girl on a sidewalk…. I'm Mandy, fuck me…. Something like that. Gary, next to me, was excited. “Look at this, mate.” Reluctantly, I dragged my eyes from the pretty young thing outside. She’d been keeping pace with us during the regular evening kerb-side crawl. Other than the air-con & negligible cost, bus t...

Pam led us in, glancing furtively around the lobby. Looked empty to me. I grabbed her, forced her up against the wall, kissed her hard, felt her melting against me. Then she wriggled free, gasping, “No, not here, someone will see…” They already had. There was a camera up in the corner. Good. The more I destroyed this girl’s reputation, the more all those judgmental fuckers would steal her self-worth, the more she’d cling...