Petite… And Marvelously Sweet!
Part 1 It was a late Tuesday night, and I was riding the bus home. The bus was tightly packed with standing passengers, but I had been lucky to get a seat. I was minding my own business, looking out the window at the night traffic flashing by, when I felt someone pushing rather too hard against me. I looked up and saw this very petite girl, her face screwed into a grimace as she was being shoved from all sides by jostling passengers. Well, overcrowding was the order of the day for buses here in this city, and I didn’t think twice about it, except to make some little accommodation for her by my side. But something had grabbed my attention. Something about her face, and her small, yet mature body made me look …