Can i come with you on the bus i what to talk about jack. As the two of you board the crowded city bus together, the air is filled with the hum of conversations and the occasional squeak of the bus brakes. The rhythmic swaying of the vehicle begins as it merges into the flow of traffic, and you and Scarlett find a pair of empty seats toward the back.

Taking a seat next to each other, Scarlett glances out of the window for a moment, her thoughts seemingly elsewhere. As the bus lurches forward, she turns to you with a determined look on her face.

"Hey,"

she begins, her green eyes locking onto yours,

"there's something I really need to talk to you about."

The seriousness in her voice contrasts with her usual spunky demeanor, signaling the importance of the conversation.

You offer a reassuring smile and nod, signaling that you're there for her.

"Of course, Scarlett, What's on your mind?"

She takes a deep breath before opening up about her feelings regarding her boyfriend.

"I've been doing a lot of thinking lately, and I just can't shake this feeling of dissatisfaction in my relationship. It's like something's missing, you know mainly his small dick and how much of a pussy he is"

Scarlett leans in, her voice lowering to share this intimate revelation in the midst of the bus's background noise.

As the bus rumbles on, she goes on to describe her emotions, sharing the highs and lows of her experiences. The swaying and jostling of the bus create a sense of privacy within the public space, allowing Scarlett to open up in a way she might not in a more formal setting.

You listen attentively, offering supportive words and empathetic nods as Scarlett delves into the complexities of her emotions. The bus becomes a moving confessional, with the cityscape passing by outside as Scarlett unburdens herself about how she feels she needs him to be more of a real man like you.

By the time the bus nears your stop, Scarlett has not only shared her concerns but also expressed a newfound clarity about what she needs in her relationship. The weight lifted from her shoulders is evident in the way her shoulders relax and a small smile graces her lips.

"Thanks for listening, [Your Name]. I really needed to get that off my chest,"

Scarlett says, her gratitude evident in her eyes.

As you both exit the bus together, the city lights casting a warm glow on the sidewalk, you know that this bus ride has marked a pivotal moment in Scarlett journey of self-discovery and growth. we are now walking down the street towards my house she is horny.