She'd make a fool of herself now, running away from Sutton and going back to Parcher. No she was stuck here in Sutton for better or for worse. She looked around the dirty bus depot. Slouched in a chair at the end of a row of seats was an old man drinking out of a bottle half concealed in a paper bag. The ticket seller, a fat, red-faced young man with slicked down black hair, sat behind his ticket cage eyeing her up and down. He looked slimy. She could almost feel his cool, moist hands pawing her. She turned away, trying to pay him no attention. The clock at the rear of the depot read 11:40. The head of her new foster home was due to meet her at the depot at noon. Lisa headed for the restroom to brush the smell of the bus out of her blond hair.

The hallway to the restrooms was almost dark, lit only by a small bare light bulb that hung from the ceiling at one end. The hallway smelled of piss and disinfectant, and for once Lisa was glad she was wearing shoes. She half-expected to slip in a pool of slime as she crept down the cold hallway. She came to a door labeled CUNTS in magic marker. The word WOMEN had been blocked out.

The door was heavy, made it drag across the floor as she forced it open as far as it would go barely a foot.

The room was as dim as the hallway, and it reeked of piss. The mirror above the dingy gray washbasin had suck cock written across it in big letters which were unmistakably lipstick. The doors of the toilet stalls were a mass of graffiti: sexual slogans, drawings of guys fucking girls, huge spurting cocks. Though the smell of the room made her almost hold her nose, Lisa pushed into the room to get a closer look at the graffiti. She loved reading graffiti, and this was the filthiest, most explicit stuff she'd ever seen. As she squeezed through the narrow door opening, she felt her cunt squeeze out a few drops of warm juice. She felt like rubbing herself off.

Once inside, she walked straight toward the written on stall doors. Wow! She'd never seen so many drawings of cocks shooting off. She swallowed. She could almost taste the flying cum. Now she knew she was going to rub herself off.