Miss Primm

Ms. Primm


(An absolutely True Story)

I was a teenager, 15. I went to Lane Technical High School in Chicago. At that time, it was not co-ed as it is today. I rode crowded buses each morning to get to its Western and Addison location. Those old enough will remember the buses, green below the windows and off white from the windows up to where the sides rounded into the roof. Not airconditioned, cramped, with windows that went up and down, and belching diesel fuel exhaust.It was probably about 6 miles, but it took close to 40 minutes. Since I was at the end of the line I always got a seat, but within two blocks the bus was always full.

I was a tall, lanky kid, brown/blondish hair, small facial features, and thick, full feminine lips. My mother used to tell people they were Ni**er lips (sorry, I used the “N” word but that was her language not mine). Maybe she had some secret desires, I don’t know. I was already over 6′ and 155 lbs. I don’t know how typical I was, but since the age of 10 my hormones were always racing. It took absolutely nothing to give me a hard-on. See a pretty girl, bam, hard on. Catch a glimpse down a blouse or sweater, hard on. Just riding these old buses, lots of stop and go, lots of vibration, hard on. Getting off, lots of butts to rub against or let me hand slide over, “ooops sorry, sure is crowded”, hard on.

It was spring, no more coats, lots more bodies to see and touch. I liked watching the Young office chicks going to work, they were probably between 18 and 25. Most got on after the bus was already full, so they’d have to stand. Crisp white blouses covering firm breasts. Skirts ended at the knee, but were tight since standing on the bus they needed to keep their legs parted and their high heeled feet firmly planted to keep from swaying too far from side to side as the bus lurched from stop to stop. Ah yes, you could see their panty lines and sometimes the outline of garters holding nylons up. Hard-on! Getting off at school was such a treat if one of them was standing near where I sat. Had to get the timing just right. Bus is stopped, mine is the next stop. Get up from my seat and take a step back, holding the metal tubing which went along the top of the seatback.