Leonora felt his hot breath on the back of her neck. She knew he wouldn’t be able to keep his hands to himself. There was little she could do to counter his body pressed against hers.
How she hated these rides to work every morning on an overcrowded bus.
Weave a Web 
Sounds like a happening bus!
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It was simply any bus in Rome!
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I simply MUST go to Rome!
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Ha ha ha ha ha! The worst that happens with the crush on a bus is you get pickpocketed!
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Count Dracula in a bus?
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LOL! I took the picture from a Mills and Boon cover – to try and fool the reader. The guy (in my opinion) doesn’t have the right teeth.
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I suspected that to be the case. Having said that, and if I remember the legend of Count Dracula correctly, the teeth do not spawn till the very last minute.
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I found that my teeth were always at the ready. Oops… have I given too much away?
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Ha! And that photo!
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Yes, I was rather pleased with the photo as I’m usually not that good at taking selfies.
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Ha!!!
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Ugh! I’m glad my bus is usually a lot emptier than that! But I have experienced the buses in Rome – my partner had her hand in her pocket on one when another hand appeared in her pocket trying to pick it! Fortunately it was chained to her belt so he didn’t get it!
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A steamy, sensual post with a little guilt thrown in. The ecstasy and the agony. You sure are one saucy fellow Bruce 😋
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I’ve been watching too many soaps!
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Of the 90210 sort I reckon. On a serious note, I knew where you were going the moment I read the first line. But the picture made me wonder what a sensual post by you would read like.
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