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The Beauty of Buses.txt I had made a Commercial Bus trip to North Carolina to be with my Mother for a few days. What would’ve been a nine-hour drive became a thirty-four hour trip. Mother needed an immediate surgery for a blockage in one of her corroded arteries, but she survived the operation and was all right when I had to leave. I remembered that SEPTA (South East Pennsylvania Trust Authority) had a bus that went out that way. I could be home before the Commercial bus arrived at the Philly bus depot. So my Duffel and I were settled on the Number 45 on it’s way to King of Prussia (the transfer point). I was sitting up front on one of the bench seats with my duffel on the next seat next to me. I was very tired, as I don’t usually sleep well on transport. The Commercial bus had travelled through the night with a transfer in Virginia. When she got on the bus, I was in a semi-fog state. At first all I noticed was her legs and her burgundy heels. I looked up to see Auburn hair and an olive complexion. Her blazer and skirt were both burgundy, and the ruffled blouse was white. Her stockings … well I confirmed that when she sat across from me and crossed her legs, they were a pale lilac. She settled herself and placed her worn leather satchel on the floor next to her feet. The big bus lumbered its way out of the city, up the Schuylkill Expressway, and on it’s way to its first stop at Gulpa Mills. I was spellbound. I couldn’t take my eyes off her. She was beautiful… şişli escort so beautiful in fact, that when she uncrossed her legs and stood up to get off at Gulpa Mills, I was in a daze. She was so graceful, so elegant….but as the bus pulled out from the stop, I snapped out of my reverie to see that she had left her satchel. I quickly pulled the Emergency Cord, grabbed the satchel and caught up with her just as she was getting into her Volvo station wagon. “Oh god.. Thank you so much,” she almost cried out loud. I found that she was carrying some very confidential papers … being the gentleman.. I said, “You’re welcome…I’m glad I caught you…. And have a great day.” As I turned to leave I saw my bus disappear over the rise, on its way back to the Expressway…. along with my Duffel bag. “Oh I am so sorry, she said. I have caused you to miss your bus.” “Don’t worry about it, there should be another one along either later today or tomorrow that I can catch.” “Where will you stay? I can recommend a couple of Hotels if you like.” She gave me the Hotel phone numbers and also her own phone number, in case I needed it. I went to phone the Hotels and booked into the Imperial. I got settled in my room and called the Bus Company to find out when the next bus was due. They informed me that it would not be for two days. I also informed them that my Duffel bag was on the Bus that had deserted me. They assured me that it would be collected and kept at the Philly office until şişli escort bayan I could collect it. I would have to do some shopping that afternoon. That gave me a complete day and two nights to find something to do. I got the idea to call the woman from the bus incident and thank her for her information about the Hotels, as an excuse, to invite her out to Dinner. I rang and she answered, “Hello, Helen speaking.” “This is Bob, the guy from the Bus. I just wanted to say thank you for recommending the Hotels. I have booked into the Imperial. The only trouble is that I have to wait until Friday for a bus to continue my journey. I was wondering if you would have dinner with me tonight. As a thank you and I would love to get to know you a little better.” “You don’t owe me anything, she replied. But I would love to have dinner with you.” “I will send a cab for you, if you will give me your address. We can then have a few drinks without worrying about driving okay. Is seven-thirty all right with you?” “Thank you Bob, that will be fine. I’ll see you then.” About seven forty-five I was waiting at the entrance of the Hotel and went down the steps to meet Helen as she stepped out of the Taxi. She looked so stylish and elegant. What had I done to deserve a beautiful woman like this? She wore a deep purple cocktail frock, with pale lilac stockings and three-inch court shoes. She didn’t wear a lot of make-up, with her beautiful olive skin shade; she just added a couple mecidiyeköy escort of highlights on her cheeks and eyes, and a purple lipstick. Her hair was worn in a simple bob and the red in it made it shine. And she stood about 5’8” and the heels bought her to a good height for me. All in all, one beautiful woman. Her bust line was about a 36C, not too big and not too small. She had very curvy hips and arse that was in proportion to the rest of her figure. We went into the Hotel Restaurant where I had already made a booking. Before we took our seats we had time to have a drink at the Bar. Helen had a Black Russian and I had a Bourbon and Soda. We started to get to know each other a little better. I learned that Helen was a Loans Officer in a major Bank. I told her that I was in the IT industry and owned my own business, that is why I could take my time getting home. I could get a lot of work done on a Laptop, which at the moment was on its way to Philadelphia. I also told her why I was in this area in the first place and that I had been to see my Mother. I had decided to change my travelling arrangements and now I was ‘stuck’ here in her town. Not that I minded that. I must give my readers a description of myself before I go any further. I am a tall man, about 6’2” with quite a fit build. Not Olympic standards, but I do work out a few times a week. I believe in keeping healthy. I have dark brown, wavy hair, green eyes and I think I dress well, whatever the occasion. I had been a widower for a long eight years. When the Maitre’ de showed is to our table, I beat him to the punch and held out the chair for Helen, then sat opposite her. She had a surprised look on her face when I looked at her.

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