Jack’s unit was in the next suburb. She hurried down the road towards the shopping centre aware of how her breasts were bouncing and her bum was wobbling. She was relieved to see a bus waiting outside the shops and climbed aboard, not even checking to see its destination. She paid the fare and took a seat trying not to make eye contact with anyone.
The bus moved off after a couple of minutes. Jack risked a glance to see whether Rick was out there chasing down the bus. She was relieved to see no one she knew.
The bus didn’t head towards her home but that didn’t make her unhappy, it was headed away from Rick and Sharon or “Jacky” as she was currently known and that was all that mattered. Jack never wanted to see them again. She clutched the handbag tightly to her waist. She had heard about handbag snatchers and wasn’t going to risk losing the bag.
Jack got off at another stop then waited for a new bus that would take her to her own suburb. While waiting alone at the bus stop she took a look through the bag. It was filled with everything possible, lipsticks, a phone, tissues, perfume, pens, sanitary pads of all things, assorted other stuff and a purse. The purse only contained a few coins, not even enough for a bus fare. But that didn’t matter Jack had enough fare to get home. What did matter though was that there was not an obvious plastic bag containing the magical medallion. Jack began to panic as she rifled through the contents of the bag.
It wasn’t there or at least in an obvious place. Perhaps it was in one of the many zipped up side compartments? Jack realised she was breathing very heavily. But before she could do a thorough search the bus she was looking for pulled up. Jack quickly zipped up the handbag and climbed aboard.
On the journey home Jack didn’t even try to look through the bag. The bus was crowded with school students and she had to stand. She clutched the bag tightly so it would not be stolen. Her thoughts were of what to do if the medallion was not inside, she would have to head back to Rick and Sharon’s house. That thought filled her with dread. She knew Rick would not be happy that she had tried to run away. He would punish her.
Jack got off at a stop only 200 metres from where she lived dreading what she might not find in the handbag. She had decided not to look until she was inside her unit.
She did not have her keys but had formulated a plan to get inside. She knocked on the caretaker’s door and explained to Jacob. ‘Hi, I’m Sharon, Jack Sheffield’s cousin. Jack was giving me a bed for the night but he has been caught up at work. He suggested I approach you and ask to be let in’
Jacob a 50 year old overweight man looked Jack over suspiciously. His eyes lingered on Jacks chest. ‘You don't look like Jack. I can’t just let anyone into a resident’s unit. Have you any proof of your identity?’
Jack panicked slightly ‘He said you would’ She then unzipped the handbag and produced the purse. From it she extracted Sharon’s driver’s licence and handed it to the man.
‘Sharon Banks. …. Hmmm…I really shouldn’t let you in. It’s against the rules. My key is only for emergencies.
‘This is an emergency…. Please I need to get inside’
‘Perhaps I could make an exception. But only in exchange for a kiss. What do you say?’
Jack was flustered and felt herself blushing. This was not what she had expected. Jacob had always seemed a nice guy. What could she do? She had to get into the unit. Whilst in the Jacky body she had been fucked by Rick, a kiss wasn’t so bad. She meekly asked ‘One kiss and you promise to let me in’
‘One kiss baby that’s all I ask’