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Speakig of buses...
In the restroom of a Greyhound bus traveling on I-10 in the Southeast. This was also my first interracial experience. Met a girl on the bus, I spread my coat over us like a blanket and we made out for hundreds of miles. As we approached our destination she suggested we go to the restroom and take it up a notch. I was skeptical, as the bus was full by this point. She said "What do you care, we'll never see these people again." I could not argue with her logic. All eyes were on us as we went to the back of the bus and entered the restroom seconds apart. We both pulled our jeans to our ankles and screwed standing up, finishing just as the bus pulled into the terminal.
In the restroom of a Greyhound bus traveling on I-10 in the Southeast. This was also my first interracial experience. Met a girl on the bus, I spread my coat over us like a blanket and we made out for hundreds of miles. As we approached our destination she suggested we go to the restroom and take it up a notch. I was skeptical, as the bus was full by this point. She said "What do you care, we'll never see these people again." I could not argue with her logic. All eyes were on us as we went to the back of the bus and entered the restroom seconds apart. We both pulled our jeans to our ankles and screwed standing up, finishing just as the bus pulled into the terminal.

