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A crowd is not company
|Proverb|

Mᴏɴᴅᴀʏ, Mᴀɴᴅᴇᴠɪʟʟᴇ, Mᴀɴᴄʜᴇsᴛᴇʀ

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Taylan's POV

Feel Good is blaring through the speakers in the bus and people are singing and vibing. The AC is on and I can assure you, more than just singing and vibing is definitely going on.

The Spalding High girl who's sitting in the Indian boy's lap is grinding and rotating her hips on him. He's singing too with one hand palming her breast.

O-kay then...that's happening

"Baby, make me tell you why me love you so much.
'Cause of, same way like me, you love fuck
Anytime when me see you naked, a love struck
And me love when you whine pon mi cocky 'til it bruk
She say, "Baby, nature's calling... won't you come over?"
Whole night the rain falling, she waan fuck 'til a morning!"

"Bomboclaat dawg!" The Indian boy laughs. "Song tuff yuh fuck!"

"Just like yuh hood unda mi?"

I snap my head up and my eyes widen at the words that just came out of the mouth of the girl from Spalding High.

The hell?!

We make eye contact and she starts laughing, one eyebrow raised.

"A wah?"

I quickly avert my eyes before looking back. I give her a tight-liped smile and shake my head no as a way of saying 'nothing'.

She's thick, sun kissed melanin skin with shoulder length locs. It's obvious that some part of her hair was bleached during the holiday because I can still see blonde highlights.

"Sinna...nah grind nutt'n?" A Knox boy jokes and the brown Manchester boy starts to laugh too.

I start feeling uneasy.

"Unuh chat too much man." The Spalding girl says.

I rest my head on my bag and it jerks from the impact of the bus dropping into a pothole as we drive through Royal Flat.

I feel the boy's who's lap I'm in, tense beneath me when my body jerks forward.

What if mi heavy? I'm not exactly on the thin side

I shift in his lap and try to adjust my weight but his hands are on my hips again, making my skin extremely sensitive.

"Trust mi, yuh nuh wah move." He says in my ear, making me go stiff.

Then he starts singing behind me.

"She a say, it feel good
Inside her, inside her, inside it
Gyal, your pussy too tight
Take time ride it, take time ride it
You bruise my dick
She a say, it feel good
Inside her, inside her, inside it
Gyal, your pussy too tight
Time ride it, take time ride it
You bruise my dick"

I don't know if it's the profanity of the song or the way the lyrics sound coming from his lips but the way he's singing behind me...

Him kinda annoying

"Baby, me in love with your pussy, a that fi gwan
And me fuck you hard when you still have the g-string on
The pussy fat like say it's a bee sting her
Regular we buss a one fuck inna Hanesly car
Mmm
Me know she good, but me still tell her
If she go give 'way the pussy, me must kill her"

I don't know what compelled me to look but I look at him over my shoulder and quickly back around.

I swallow hard.

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