Bryce: The Orphanage
“Sir, your stop has arrived,” rang the driver’s voice through the speaker.
I zipped my pant still sweating from the lively loving with Rose.
“Yes, give us a moment,” I said through the intercom while trying to stabilize my voice.
Rose held back a smile still working away on her shirt. A small droplet of sweat dripped from her brow.
I helped brush it away before giving her another kiss.
“Let’s go before the driver catches onto us,” I managed to say.
“I’m sure he’s well aware already.”
I grinned before giving her a tap on her ass.
The weather had begun to cloud up. It was typical England all over again. I gazed up into the heavens wondering what the reason was for this unrelenting cloud cover.
“Let’s get inside before it starts pouring,” said Rose reading my mi
