Cris looked around, the perve who had been staring at her had vanished into thin air.
Her clothing didn't feel right either, if she didn't know any better she could have sworn her bra was lightly fondling her.
She quickly adjusted it, giving the girls a good bounce, and it stopped.
Thats when she noticed a ring on her finger.
'where did this come from' she said out loud eying the ring in the sunlight.
She tried to pull it off but it wouldn't budge. Oh well she thought i'll try to get it off at home.
The guy staring at her had made her uncomfortable but With the perve gone she decided to go back to bus stop.
She stood at the stop and checked the messages of her phone. there was an old man in his 70's there. He was oogling her, she caught him. he was trying his best for her not to see.
She didn't mind, when you get to be that old you can get away with stuff like that.
It was the young guys staring at her chest, ass, or her body in general, and not even making eye contact or talking to her.
She knew she had a killer body and she wasn't going to hide it.
Just sometimes she wished.....