Pam had lost her tomboyish look now that she was getting older. But she knew that she wasn’t always quick enough he caught her a few times looking at him. She watched him in the mirror and whenever he would look up she quickly looked away like she was watching the scenery go by. She had hopes of flirting with Dave if he would be open to it, but she had to feel him out first and see what he was like. Pam was not a virgin - that little “obstacle” had been cleared two summers ago by a neighbor boy who fortunately for both of them was her same age. She didn’t want to sound childish and immature she was, after all, eighteen years old now and she wanted to act and sound more mature than some smitten little “tween” girl! Pam knew that men would not usually get in trouble for having sex with her, which removed inhibitions she might have otherwise had. She still didn’t know if he would allow her to talk to him while he drove, and frankly, she was too shy and self-conscience at first to talk to him even if he did. She took a seat a couple rows back and on the same side as him so she could watch him in the rear-view mirror. Pam immediately felt a tingle in her young pussy as she boarded the bus and got a better look at him. He was about thirty years old, eight years younger than her father and very handsome. Pam noticed right off that Dave was cute, tall and well-built. There, sitting in the driver’s seat was Pam’s new bus driver, Dave. The bus pulled up and the door folded open. Shortly, she heard the bus coming and she stood up and gathered her things. Her father had carved a seat out of the stump of an old oak tree at the end of the driveway where she could sit and wait for the bus. She got to the end of her driveway where the bus would come and pick her up and she waited. Monday morning came and while Pam was sad that she knew her friend Pops wouldn’t be coming to pick her up, she was interested in seeing who would.
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She would have to check this new driver out and see what he was like.
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She knew that some bus drivers didn’t want any talking on the bus because it was distracting. She wondered if she would be able to talk with this new driver like she did with Pops. Pops retired on a Friday so Pam had the weekend to wait to see who would be her new driver. Pam’s eyes teared up and took it happily. It was special to him, but he wanted his favorite passenger to have it. Pops gave her a medal - his good driver medal, that he had gotten a few years back for driving years without an accident. She was relieved that Pops wasn’t leaving the area… she would still bump into him in town on occasion, which made her feel better. When they reached her stop on that final trip of the final day, Pam gave Pops a sweet kiss on the cheek and told him to stop by from time to time so they could keep in touch. Those two weeks seemed to race by and it wasn’t long before she had taken her last bus ride with Pops. So she put on a happy face for him and at least sounded excited for him. No one was going to be able to replace him! But she knew he was getting up there in years and they weren’t going to let him drive a school bus forever. The news made her sad - she loved Pops and she loved riding his bus.
But when it was just her and Pops, she had a good time.Īs she and Pops drove to pick up the other kids, he gave her the news that he would be retiring in a couple weeks and she would have a new bus driver.
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She could do without all the chatter from the other kids a full bus annoyed her. She was always the first one on the bus every morning and the last one off so she could have a little time both directions to just sit and chat with Pops - her favorite part of the trip. Pam was just starting her senior year at Sweetwater High School when one day she boarded the bus as usual. He was a kind old man that she had grown fond of as almost a grandpa type - in fact she called him Pops as kind of an affectionate pet name.
But that was fine with Pam, as she liked Tom. She had lived in the area since she was born and while it was great as a young child - she was a bit of a tomboy back then and could keep up with any other kid, boy or girl - now that she was getting older, she was finding the small town life a bit of a bore.Īlthough she only lived about twenty-five minutes from the school, by the time the route had taken her home, with all the little side roads the route had, it took considerably longer.
Pamela had been riding the school bus from her home, about fifteen miles outside of Sweetwater, Tennessee for several years.
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