Date: Sun, 15 Aug 2004 22:49:30 -0700 (PDT)
From: Tim Frost <ems78464@yahoo.com>
Subject: Love on the Thames - 6

Tim
ems78464@yahoo.com
Love on the Thames - 6

DISCLAIMER: This story is a fictitious story of love and lust between two
teenage boys. Parts of this story are based on true events, but have been
altered to protect the true identities of the persons involved. If you
are offended by Gay Sex material, or it is illegal for you to view this
material, please do not continue reading. As always feedback is always
welcome, and appreciated.

*********

Our group boarded a bus to drive over to the port for our cruise. Dan and
I sat next to each other, and Kevin and Dave sat next to each other, and
Sarah, was in between us all. Sarah was so cool about us. She didn't
know about Dave yet, but I think she had a clue. Anyway, we drove off,
and as we were driving, Lynn pointed out other London Hot Spots. We got
to the dock and our group poured out of the bus onto the dock.

As Mr. Hinkle, and Lynn went to get the tickets, Dave, Kevin, Dan and I
just stood around. Sarah was there too, but she was back and forth
between us and another group. Kevin and Dave looked so happy to be
together. Just by looking at them you could see that they were perfect
for each other. It made me just smile to myself. I glanced over at Dan
and flashed him a quick smile. This was perfect, we were in a historic
city, where love has sprouted for many, and well, it was sprouting for
four young boys.

We boarded the boat and found seats on the upper deck so we could get the
best view of the city. There was an open bar on the boat, which some
people flocked to immediately. Mr. Hinkle warned that if he "caught" us
drinking without him, that there would be severe consequences. So of
course, they all dragged him over there and bought drinks. Dave and Kevin
walked over and got a Cranberry and Vodka cocktail. It was legal for us
to drink in London, well most of us, we were all 17 and the law is 18,
but its more of a cultural influenced practiced over there, so they
don't really check ID's. Dan and I walked over and got a frozen peach
schnapps. It was rather good.

As we cruised the Thames, the boat's narration of history continued on,
but most of us had tuned it out. Dan and I wandered to towards the ass
end of the boat, and stood looking out over the city of London in its
lights and beauty. I looked Dan in the eyes, and saw the candle that he
had in them. Dan's eyes are a sexy blue, like the Gulf of Mexico blue. He
looked at me, and I don't know what it was, but we made a connection.
More so than we already had. We made a connection to each other that
said, "I don't care about anything anymore, I just want to be with you".
As I stared into Dan's eyes, I felt my head slowly creeping towards his.
I kissed Dan passionately on the lips. Dan looked at me with the most
loving, caring look ever. I knew then, that I was in true love. That I
cared for this boy, I loved him. I knew that there was nothing that could
separate us. I felt that Dan saw things the same way. We kissed once
more, and then our self-consciousness took the better of ourselves.

Dave and Kevin were sitting at a table in the cabin. They were both
sipping their cocktails, and just talking about anything that came to
mind. Kevin found Dave to be so intriguing. I have a feeling that Dave
found Kevin to be intriguing as well. Anyway, it had gotten to be dark
out, and Dan and I walked in and found them at the table.

"We should go out tonight," I said as I was sitting down at the table.

"How, When we get back, we have to go straight to bed." Kevin said
looking at me quizzically.

"Let's sneak out! Cm'Mon were on a trip of a lifetime, its time to start
having fun. We'll find a gay club." I responded back.

Dan looked at me in the, "are you sure about this look". I flashed him
the, "I don't care anymore babe" look. It was a second of flashing.

Anyway, Dan and I were in, and Dave was smiling at the idea of going out
dancing. Dave looked at Kevin and smiled.

"Cm'Mon Kev, It'll be a blast!" Dave said pleadingly.

"I'm not sure guys, what if we get caught" Kevin said hesitating.

"Hinkle will be too busy screwing his wife to care," I said in response.
Everyone laughed at that remark.

"I guess so, why the fuck not, it's an adventure right." Kevin said.

It was settled then, the four of us would go clubbing when we got back to
the shore, until then, it was time to bask in the scenery, and the
company of my newfound best friends. We walked around a bit, socialized a
bit more. We saw Hinkle on the front of the ship making out with his
wife.

"He is so fucking hammered" Kevin said.

"Haha, yeah he is." Dave responded.

We just turned around and walked away and let them do whatever the fuck
they were going to do there. After about three hours of cruising the
river Thames, the ship slowly pulled back into its slip. We saw Hinkle
emerge from the cabin to meet us by the ramp. He was still hammered, his
wife helping him inch his way down the steep gangway.

She instructed us to follow her back to the hotel, which the four of us
did, with only one thought in our minds. Dancing. We got back to the
hotel, and Mrs. Hinkle told us to go straight to our rooms and get
settled for bed. Since Dan and I were roommates, but Kevin and Dave had
practically moved in, we all went to our room. The Hinkle's didn't care
where we slept, as long as we did. Little did she know.

*********

We got back to the room, and put on our pajamas, but setting out our
hottest club clothes in the corner, so after she checked the rooms, we
could all change.

Mrs. Hinkle came around and checked the rooms, as she did every night. We
told her that Dave and Kevin were staying in the room with us. She told
us not to stay up late, and we told her we wouldn't. All thinking
exactly the same thing, we'll be out till 5am, probably shit-faced drunk.

Mrs. Hinkle Left and I stood up off the bed, and started stripping. I
took off my nightshirt, and was taking my PJ pants off when Dan grabbed
my hand. I was standing there in just boxers when Dan pulled me down to
him on the floor. I didn't notice it, but Kevin and Dave were already
making out on the pull out bed. Dan just stared into my eyes, and I just
stared into his. Dan finally broke our gaze by removing his shirt,
revealing his tight stomach, and smooth chest. I looked over him, in
amazement. I moved over to kiss him, he stopped me though. I gave him a
puzzling look. He pointed down to my fly hole in my boxers, I didn't
notice but my hard member was poking out. We chuckled then moved into a
kiss.

Dan embraced me as we kissed, his arms wrapped around my back, I did the
same to him, rubbing his neck and hair, kissing his neck. I feel so at
peace when I'm with Dan. I only caught a quick glance of Kevin and Dave
as Dan and I made out, they were 69'ing each other. Dan and I must have
kissed for a good hour or so before we even made an attempt on each
other's cocks. I slowly reached down and pushed my hand down the back of
Dan's boxers, running my pointer finger through the crease of his ass.
He moaned with pleasure as I did this. I moved back and gazed into his
eyes again, We were straddling each other. I stood up with him and took
his hand. Dan led us to the bed, but not before I was loosing my boxers.
I grabbed his waist and pulled him close to me, I put my thumb and index
fingers in his PJ pants and boxer waistband and pulled them to the floor,
almost getting knocked in the face with his cock. I smiled as Dan stepped
out of his shed clothing. Dan then took his thumbs in the waistband of my
boxers and dragged them to the floor. As we stood there naked in the
middle of the hotel room in London, it became evident that we weren't
sneaking out that night. Dan pulled me close and kissed me again, I ran
my hands down his chest, and stomach, playing with his happy trail hair.
Dan rubbed my tender brown nipples as we kissed. I pulled him down to the
bed with me, and we swung our legs up so we were lying on our sides
making out passionately. Dan reached down to my ass and massaged it as we
kissed. Slowly playing with it, rubbing his slim fingers in it. We broke
our embrace with Dan sitting on my legs and me on my stomach. Dan
massaged my lower back as I lied there in ecstasy. Dan moved lower,
occasionally bending down and kissing my shoulders, finally Dan ended up
massaging my ass.

"Fuck me stud" I whispered to him.

"Not yet sexy" he whispered back.

Dan got up and got some lube and condoms out of his suitcase. He took the
lube and greased up one finger, and moved back over to me, I was still
lying on my stomach, I slowly felt Dan's right index finger go up inside
my tender hole, while his other hand massaged my ass, and lower back.

"Oooo, that feels good sexy" I whispered as he massaged my hole with his
finger.

"You want more?" he asked. I could only moan yesssssss.

Dan slowly put a second lubed finger up my ass. I was in pure ecstasy. I
loved having Dan inside of me, one way or another. Dan was fingering my
ass with two fingers for about ten minutes before he took his fingers out
of my ass. I looked behind me and Kevin was fucking Dave. Dave must have
had the same look on his face as I did. I looked over to Dan and saw that
he was putting on a condom. Dan reached over and grabbed my waist, I
looked at him, and he looked at me, and it was then that I knew I was the
luckiest gay boy on the face of the earth. Dan rubbed the tip of his 7"
tool in the crease of my ass. Slowly teasing his member inside of me.


"Fuck me stud" I whispered.

"Here I come baby," he said back

I felt Dan's cock go slowly deep inside my ass, I was loose enough that
his thick dick didn't hurt me as my ass swallowed his member. Once Dan
was all inside of me, he bent over and kissed my back. I looked back at
him, and he leaned up and kissed me on the lips. Then Dan started slowly
pumping his dick deep inside of my ass. By now, Kevin and Dave had moved
over to the side of the bed. I looked at Kevin and smiled, I gave his
hair a ruffle, as he pumped Dave full of teen boy cock. I turned over
onto my back, and had my legs in the air so Dan could fuck me like that.
I could only stare at Dan's beautiful naked body as he fucked me, each
time he thrusted into me, making me even hornier. Dan had a perfect body,
built up abs, smooth chest, no hair, round tender nipples. I was in love.

Dan grabbed my cock as he was pumping my ass, and started playing with
it, and massaging my balls. I could do nothing but moan. I pulled him
down, and kissed him as he continued fucking me. Kevin had pulled out of
Dave's ass and was now cumming on Dave's bare chest. Dave's eyes were
closed, and you knew that he was in ecstasy with me. Kevin suddenly
plunged towards Dave's dick to finish him off. Kevin sucked Dave's
entire 8" tool.

Dan was still pumping my ass when he said he was going to cum. I grabbed
a hold of my tender cock, and started pumping. I felt my orgasm building
with each thrust. Finally I came shooting about 9 spurts of cum all over
me. Dan felt my ass tighten up and that did it for him, he came in my
ass, and feeling his cock spasm as he came in me, made me cum even more.

Dan finally collapsed on top of me with his dick still inside of me; we
rolled over and started kissing again. Eventually Dan's cock softened and
fell out of my ass with a glob of gooey condom and cum following. The
four of us lay in the room, which reeked of sex, just kissing, and
enjoying ourselves. Eventually we must have fell asleep. We never did
make it out to the club.

*********

The next morning, the room still reeked of sex, so we decided to open the
window. We all showered together, massaging each other, and washing each
other's dicks, and asses, and eventually giving each other head. However
we knew we had to be quick about it, because we had a busy day. Dan
opened the window to the room to let it air out before we left for
breakfast. This morning we were privileged enough to get a decent meal in
the Hotel's restaurant.

"You guys must have had a fun night," Sarah said as she sat down at the
table with her new roommate Jen.

I glanced her the "What the fuck are you talking about" look.

"Yea, it wasn't bad," Dan said with a smirk. I kicked him in the shin
under the table. He only giggled at my gesture.

Breakfast wasn't bad, although I think I have had better at some Comfort
Inn's. Anyway, that's beside the point.

We all grouped in the lobby for Lynn to tell us that we would be taking
first a bus tour of the city, then we would have some free time. Mr.
Hinkle thought it would be the responsible thing to do if him and his
wife each took a group of kids to different places in the city after the
bus tour. We all thought that the Hinkle sex wasn't good that last night.
Anyway, we had two choices, the National Gallery with Mrs. Hinkle, or the
Tower of London with Mr. Hinkle. Dan and Kevin really wanted to go to the
Tower, while Dave and I didn't care, and just went with Mrs. Hinkle
because it wasn't Mr. Hinkle. So we were stuck going off to the National
Gallery, but we had about 3 hours on a bus to enjoy first.

Our whole group boarded the coach bus, and found four seats where we
could all sit. The tour wasn't that bad, we actually learned a few
things, saw some cool places, but I knew what the four of us were
thinking. We were all waiting for that night. The reason was, is that
enough of the kids had egged on Mr. Hinkle to let them go to a club, and
he finally gave in and said yes, after that night's event, which I
believe was tickets to the theater. So we were going to be allowed to go
out clubbing. The plan was to get Hinkle drunk enough so that he wouldn't
know what was going on, so everyone could go out on their own. Dave,
Kevin, Dan and I were all thinking the same thing. Gay Club.

Eventually the tour ended, two hours too long, but anyway, and we all got
off the bus. Mr. Hinkle decided that we should split now, and decide what
to do for lunch a little bit later. Lynn said she would meet everyone
back at 3:30 so we could all get changed, go to dinner, and then arrive
to the theater. It was only 11:00 so we had plenty of time to check out
the sights.

Mrs. Hinkle took the group that wanted to go to the National Gallery, and
headed for the Hammersmith Tube station. Dave sat next to me on the
train.

"Dude, I'm soooo glad I came on this trip." he said to me as we were on
the train.

"In what sense?" I said chuckling. He hit my arm giggling as well.

"You know what I mean." He replied.


"Yeah I know what you mean. I don't think Dan and I ever would have
talked if it wasn't for this trip, now look at us." I said with a smile.

Our stop finally came up and Mrs. Hinkle made sure we all got off and
regrouped in the station, we followed her towards Trafalgar Square, where
the National Gallery was. She asked us what we wanted to do for lunch,
and the consensus was that we would take an hour for lunch, and then meet
at the National Gallery. She told us we had an hour, and that we were to
meet back at 12:30.

Dave and I took off to go find a local British Cafe to eat in. We found a
small little Internet Lunch Cafe on the corner. We went in and sat down
at a computer, and put in the money. We both e-mailed home, and told our
parents, and siblings how great a time we were having, of course we
didn't tell them HOW great of a time we were having. Anyway, we ate lunch
there, and talked a little bit more. We talked about school, the clubs we
were involved in, really got to know each other a lot more. I looked at
my watch and it was time to go back to the Gallery. We picked up our mess
and headed out back up the street to the gallery.

*********

Meanwhile over at the Tower of London, Mr. Hinkle decided that it would
be a good idea if they did the tower tour first, then they had some time
for lunch and shopping. We never were sure of who liked shopping more,
Mr. or Mrs. Hinkle. It was kind of weird, but in any event, Dan and Kevin
were thrilled. The group took the tour of the Tower of London, seeing the
Crown Jewels and everything. The best part had to have been the
Guillotine, where they executed people for entertainment. It was a morbid
custom, but kind of interesting in our day and age.

Everyone exited the Tower, and regrouped outside. It was 2:00 when they
met. Mr. Hinkle said that they should meet back at the Tube Station at
3:00 so they could get back to the hotel and get ready for the evening.

Kevin and Dan took off to go find some lunch. They found a small outdoor
French Bistro Cafe that was pretty cool. They, each had a sandwich, which
they tell me was tremendous, but anyway, they spent about a half-hour
eating, lunch. Then they decided to go do some souvenir shopping. They
found a cool little gift place near the Tower, which they must have spent
150 Pounds in. It was crazy, I swear when we met them back at the hotel,
they looked like 2 teenage girls from the California Valley after being
given their father's BMW and Credit Card. Anyway.

*********


Back at the National Gallery, it was about 12:45 before we finally went
in. We all used the bathroom, and grabbed some maps, then finally started
out on our adventure. I noticed that there was a doorman that was eyeing
me. He must have been about 14 or 15. I smiled to myself. I didn't know
what that meant, but for some reason it made me feel good about myself,
that people are finding me attractive. We toured the gallery, looking at
some great art. Dave had a real appreciation for art, and said that his
dream one-day was to view everything in the famous Louver Museum in
Paris.

I felt my drink from lunch coming back up again. When we were in the
Museum gift shop, I told Mrs. Hinkle I needed to use the Men's room, and
she told me to go. I walked pass the same door man, and noticed that he
had a surprised look on his face when he caught me checking him out a
little bit. I made my way down the stairs to the bathroom, and found a
urinal to relieve myself in. I was either in my own little world, but I
didn't notice the bathroom door open and someone walk in, and lock it. I
was finishing up, when I turned to see the door man boy.

"Hi." I said, not realizing that the Door boy had a plan.

"Hi, I saw you checking me out." he said.

"I saw you checking me out first." I replied with a smile.

"You wanna fuck?" he said randomly. This caught me off guard, I mean I
was checking him out, but I didn't think that anything would amount from
it. I didn't quite know how to react.

"Um, I kind of have a..." I tried to say, but before I knew it, the door
boy was grabbing me, French kissing me. It took me a minute to push him
off.

"What the fuck are you doing! I have a fucking boyfriend!!!" I yelled.
The boy looked terrified as he stared at me glumly. I think he almost had
tears in his eyes.

"Look, I'm sorry, It's just that, I saw you looking at me, and well, no
one has ever looked at me like that. I want you so bad, see, my mum makes
me work here for money, only because we are so poor." He said with a sob.
My heart could do nothing but ache for him.

"Look, I'm sorry I yelled, but I do have a boyfriend, and it would be
wrong if I were to have sex with you right now. I just can't do that to
him. I mean you are an attractive young boy, but I don't even know
you're name." He looked at me with those puppy dog eyes that no one can
resist. I knew that I had to give him something, after all he was in
need. I pulled out my wallet.

"Look, here's some money for you're family, but I really need to get
going, my tour group is waiting upstairs." The boy looked at me with a
smile, and came over to me and gave me a big hug.

"Thank you Sir." he said with a smile. We walked over to the door and he
unbolted it.

I walked upstairs and he went back to his post, I smiled at him as I
walked by.

"What took you so long?" Dave asked as I met him back at the gift shop.

"Long story." I said with a smile.

Eventually it was time to head out to regroup outside. As I exited the
National Gallery, passing the door boy, I smiled at him, and gave him a
small pat on the back as we left. We met up outside and headed back to
the Tube Station to go back to the hotel.

*********

We met Mr. Hinkle back at the hotel, and were told to go get ready for
the 5:00 dinner. It was 3:30, so there was time for a shower, and time to
get cleaned up. Dave, Kevin, Dan and I went up to our room, and decided
that it would kill time if we each took individual showers. Kevin took
the first one. While Kevin was in the Shower, I told Dan and Dave about
my encounter in the Gallery's bathroom. I didn't realize how much money I
gave the boy; I took out my wallet and determined I gave him 50 Pounds.

"Jesus Christ, you should have at least gotten a blowjob for that" Dan
said jokingly. I flipped him off.

We each took turns showering, and surprisingly there was no sex in the
short hour and a half we had to get ready. Kind of sad, but I guess we
were all too caught up in the day's events to even think about sex, and
plus we each knew that we were getting laid that night anyway.

5:00 rolled around and we met Lynn downstairs. As usual, the Hinkles were
late, we figured they needed the extra time for a quickie. Our lives
would not be complete without making fun of the Hinkle's sex life. I
swear that it was one of the highlights of all our days.

We went to a nice little restaurant, which wasn't bad. It was about 7:30
or so when we left to walk over to Her Majesty's theater, to go see "The
Phantom of the Opera". We entered the theater, and found our seats.
Before the show, Dan, Sarah and I wanted a program book, so I handed
Sarah my wallet to hold, and ran up to the concessionaire and paid him
for two I sat in between Dan and Sarah. When the lights went down, Dave
grabbed a hold of Kevin's hand, and I held Dan's. We were truly in a
happy place right now. I quickly glanced over at Dave and Kevin, each had
the biggest smiles on, and then I looked at Dan and he also had a great
big smile on, he looked at me, and smiled even more. One of those "I love
you" smiles.

It must have been halfway through the show when I realized it. I felt my
pocket. We were told at the beginning of the trip to keep our passport's
on us at all times, so I had it in my pocket. Anyway, it was intermission
when I said to Dan,

"Dan, I don't think I have my Passport on me." Dan's eyes got big, and
he had that look of "Oh my fucking God". We searched around the area
where we were sitting, and in my bag. I didn't want to tell the Hinkle's
I may have lost my passport, but I knew I had to. I found Mrs. Hinkle,
because I knew she wouldn't strangle me and throw me off the balcony
like Mr. Hinkle would. She told us to look all around, and asked me to
think of where I had been all day, and where it could possibly be. But it
didn't show up in the theater, and all we could do was wait to get back
to the hotel, and see if it was in my room. I asked Mrs. Hinkle not to
tell Mr. Hinkle about it, so he doesn't kill me right away. She agreed.

We watched the rest of the show, mostly everyone enjoyed it, and I was
too panicked to really sit back and relax and enjoy it. Dan, sensing my
nervousness, put his arm around me and massaged my shoulders, and
whispered to me to relax, and breath, that we couldn't do anything about
it until we got back to the hotel.

Finally the show ended, and I tried to keep my cool the whole way back to
the hotel. When we got there, we ran up to our room, and looked around,
digging through everything. Mrs. Hinkle stopped by, and asked if we had
found it. I told her I hadn't so she called down to her room and told Mr.
Hinkle what happened. Surprisingly, he didn't storm in with a shotgun to
kill me like I thought he might have, he told me to remain calm, and
breathe. They called Lynn, the tour guide and she came down to talk to
us. She asked us to look through our bags, and see if it was there. Then
she ran off to ask everyone else to look through his or her bags. She
came back twenty minutes later with no luck. We went down to the
payphones and started making calls. I was a nervous wreck, but Dan was by
my side the whole time, making sure I was at least calm, and civil, and
not too stressed.

"Remind me I owe you" I said to him.

"No you don't." he said back with a smile.

Lynn was on the phone with the American Embassy in London, trying to find
a way to get me a replacement, or at least a temporary travel passport.
You see, normally this wouldn't be such a big deal, but in the morning,
we were to take our day trip to Paris. She determined that if we
couldn't get a replacement, that I would have to stay in London with Mr.
or Mrs. Hinkle. Just before I was about to go kill myself, Sarah came
running down the stairs screaming.

"WE FOUND IT!!!!!!" She said as she almost knocked over a bellhop. I just
about collapsed on the floor.

"I don't know whether to kiss you, or kill you." I said to her with a
very relieved smile. Mr. Hinkle was silent.

"From now on, keep it in you're pants." Mr. Hinkle said, we all gave him
the look like Laura Bush gives to George W. when he say's something
extremely stupid.

"The passport that is." Mrs. Hinkle said.

Relieved, and extremely tired from the day, the whole group decided that
tonight was not the best night to go clubbing, so collectively we decided
to postpone it until another night. I walked back in the room and nearly
collapsed on my bed. Kevin and Dave were already in their Pajama pants
and wife beaters, ready for bed. Dan lied down next to me and told me to
roll over. He started massaging my back, trying to relieve some of the
stress that I just went through. He removed my shirt and grabbed some Icy
Hot out of his bag. He put the Icy Hot on my back, making it feel so
incredibly good. I could do nothing but moan in relief.

I knew that tonight there wasn't going to be any sex. It was a busy day,
and a stressfully night. The sex would have to wait for tomorrow. After
Dan gave my back a massage, I rolled over and threw my arms around him,
and pulled him on top of me, and kissed him. He laid his head on my bare
chest, and I started rubbing the back of his head, and neck.

"I love you Dan." I said to him as he was drifting off to sleep.

"I love you too Ben. More than you will ever know." he said groggily
looking at me. I kissed him on the forehead, and whispered goodnight in
his ear. He fell asleep there in his Adidas Running Pants and Wife
beater. I looked over at Kevin and Dave, and they were in a position of
love just like us. Kevin's head was on Dave's chest, and Dave was rubbing
Kevin's back and neck.

I knew that on this trip I had found true love. I knew that I had saved
Dan. That made me feel really good. On this trip, falling in love with
Dan, made me realize that I don't have to hide anymore, that yes, I am
gay, and I am proud of myself, and who I am.

*********

It was about 8:30 in the morning when the alarm clock rang. We were
scheduled to catch the Eurostar Train at 10:00. We all got up at the same
time, and decided that another group shower would be the quickest way to
get clean. I was the first in the bathroom. I stripped off my shorts, and
boxers, and got the water ready for everyone else. Kevin was the next to
join me naked. Kevin wasn't a bad looking guy, he was about 5'8" and a
smooth skinny build, not muscular, but more of a skaters body. He had a
nice cock too, about 6.5" cut. Dave and Dan joined us last, each running
in naked. I moved over to Dan, and pulled him over, and started kissing
him all over, making his 7.5" cock rock hard. I sucked on his nipples, as
the warm British water ran over our naked bodies.

We must have all been in ecstasy during that shower; no one ever heard
the phone ringing. Which was pretty hard to do, because it was an
obnoxiously loud ring. It was about 9:15 when we made our way downstairs
to the lobby for breakfast. As we were coming out of the elevator, Sarah
was rushing into us.

"WHERE THE FUCK HAVE YOU GUY'S BEEN? WE'RE FUCKING LATE BECAUSE OF
YOU!!!" she said. We all looked at her in puzzlement.

"DIDN'T YOU HEAR THE PHONE RING, US BANGING ON THE DOOR?" She yelled.

"No we didn't." I said. "The train doesn't leave until 10, why are we
late?" I asked.

"BECAUSE ITS A FUCKING 45 MINUTE RIDE TO THE TRAIN STATION!!!" She
screamed.

"FUCK!" I said, remembering what Lynn had said the previous night, before
I lost my passport, that breakfast was at 8:30, and the bus left at 9.

The four of us ran to the bus, receiving evil glares from everyone on the
bus. Once on, the bus driver closed the door and sped off to the Train
Station.

As we entered a rotary, the bus driver didn't realize there was
construction, and was driving a little bit too fast for the area. He had
to swerve to miss a police officer, but the bus was unbalanced, and
rolled over onto its side.

None of us knew what had happened...

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