Blood Wild - Sex Stories

Blood Wild

... another, only they knew what was said, but all could see Lee occasionally dab a tissue to her eyes to absorb another tear or two.

As if on cue, a tired old greyhound bus slowed to a grinding squealing stop on the road before turning into the parking lot and pulling to the side of the building for loading and unloading of passengers. Of course, the first order of business was to open the doors and unload passengers getting off at this station.

Tom and Lee emerged from Gerald’s car and joined the rest on the sidewalk. Caroline and Annie hugged him and Lee both, as did Deeny, and Yvonne. Duke put an arm around Lee’s shoulders before addressing Tom. Tom extended his hand as if to shake Duke’s. Duke took his hand in his own then pulled the younger man into a fatherly embrace and slapped his back a few times before releasing him again. Neither man said anything, as if they were both embarrassed to show the emotion.

A soldier wearing the double chevrons of a corporal on his sleave and carrying a clipboard approached the group. He consulted the clipboard then asked.

“Thomas Lynn Branson?”

“That would be me.” Tom sounded off, almost sounding apologetic.

“Right then, that’s everyone.” He said as he made a check mark on a form on the clipboard.

“It’ll be a few more minutes... before we begin boarding.” The corporal added with a nod and then turned and went back towards the bus.

Lee clung to Tom burying her face in the crook of his neck and shoulder. Tom hugged ...

... her and whispered softly into her ear. Annie and Caroline were both teary eyed, even Deeny’s eyes seemed a little glossier than usual. Gerald and Duke both just looked resigned, if a little glum. And the thunder rolled, echoing off the buildings around the bus station.

There was a whistle from the army corporal that had approached them earlier and he was waving his arm in a beckoning motion. Tom kissed Lee one last time and then bent down and picked up his duffle to sling it over his shoulder. He looked at all the faces of his family before turning to trudge towards the bus doors.

Annie remembered the paper sack with sandwiches and stepped quickly up to Tom calling his name. He turned and she placed the sack in his free hand and clasped both of her hands around his one last time.

“Write when you can, please.” Annie said before letting his hand go and watching Tom turn again.

As he mounted the step into the bus, Tom looked over his shoulder as he waited for the guy in front of him to advance further. Gerald had eased up to Annie and put his arm around her waist to comfort her. Lee was clutching her tissue with both hands at her chest, with Yvonne on one side of her and Deeny standing on the other as if to support her.

They were still standing where they were as the bus doors closed and the air brakes vented. The old diesel engine growled and the bus eased forward into a turn back towards the road. Tom looked out the window beside his seat and raised his hand ...