I see this girl nearly everyday on the bus ride to work, always sitting in the front. And as I get o

I see this girl nearly everyday on the bus ride to work, always sitting in the front. And as I get on she looks at me with that same expression which still mystifies me. It’s not a smile or glare, she’s not surprised, happy, angry, curious, condescending, or disgusted, but it’s not expressionless either. It’s simply that same unreadable face every day, as if it is a mask she refuses to take off.I’m on the bus for four stops before she gets off. I had tried to see where she worked or where she went to get an idea of who she is, but the bus is too far gone for me to see anything. And one day when I followed her, there was nothing. She simply went somewhere, whether a coffee shop, store, etc. and went about her day. Nothing out of the ordinary, except for the retaining of that cryptic expression.And it’s weird, despite her looking the way she does, I have never seen anyone make a move on her. You would think that in this world nearly everyone would want some of the young piece of ass sitting in the front of the bus, but everyone keeps their distance, no one even speaks to her, I can’t even find myself to. But around her there are blowjobs, bare breasts, and moaning orgasms, in fact those around her seem hornier than those who are not, like she’s the eye of some sexual storm.Who is she? -- source link
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