Part 1 is an explanation to lead up to hopefully many more stories of what happens next
Plus my first encounter with little 10yr old Becky.
Around 10 years ago, after being left a large sum of money from a deceased relative, I started my own bus company.
I had 3 modern coaches taking day trippers out on seaside and to places of interest.
Things were ticking over, but not really making a lot of cash.
A local bus company went bust and I was offered a contract taking kids to a large comprehensive school/college.
After the preliminary checks and interviews were done, I was offered 3 school runs straight away with the promise of another 5 if I could update my fleet.
Eventually I owned 10 coaches and bought some premises in the village where I stayed, this had a 3 bedroom accommodation which suited me down to the ground.
Well, being a bit lazy I did the school run that covered my own village, they were kids from 6 to 12ish, being from the village I live in I knew most of them and their families which was a big bonus because the kids were well behaved and over the years I became fairly good friends with them.
Well things were ticking along very nicely, I was finally making a very good living and my business had expanded to 35 busses which covered most of the schools in my county.
The kids on my school runs often asked me for advice or help in which I did to the best of my ability.
We had a good relationship and everyone seemed to be getting on famously.
One day I was sitting waiting for to take the kids home I heared a commotion behind the bus.
I used to park up reversed into a wooded area as this gave me a bit of privacy until I drove on to the pick up shelters.
The commotion seemed to get louder so I walked up to the back of the coach to find one of the older boys pestering little 10 year old Becky who was one of my passengers.
The lad who looked about 14 to 15 years old had Becky pinned up against the rear of the coach, he had his hand up her skirt mollesting her and telling her to take her pants down.
Becky was struggling to get away but was not strong enough to hold him off.
I opened the emergency door and jumped out shouting “What the F**K do you think you are doing, with that the lad took off like a scared rabbit before I could grab him.
Becky was unconsolable she was shaking with tears running down her face.
Becky was only a tiny little thing, she looked more like a 6 or 7 year old, she showed no signs as yet of puberty setting in.
I took her inside the coach, sat her down and asked her what had just happened, she instantly clammed up obviously terrified.
I told her that I have to report what I saw and heard to the head of class to which Becky went into a total panic pleading with me not to say anything.
I tried to convince her that she has done nothing wrong and that what the boy was doing can not be allowed to continue.
Anyway she asked me to forget it for now and not take her to the head of class, the kids were now lining up to go home so I drove round to the shelters and took them home.
When it was beckys turn to get off, I said to her that if she is out earlier than the other kids she was to come to the coach and wait with me until its time to go, with a little nervous smile this she agreed to.
Monday came long everyone was in School as I waited in my usual spot under the trees, a quiet tap tap came from the door, I was just finishing some paperwork and dreadful thermos coffee.
I opened the door and their stood Becky, can I come in? she whispered, come on munchkin I said with a smile and she clambered aboard.
We had almost 20 minutes before pick up time, Becky had just finished in the gym so had been let out early, she wore her gym shorts and top which showed off her slightly chubby legs.
We spoke about her day in school for around 5mins when I asked her if she is ready to explain what happened with the boy on Friday afternon.
Becky again clammed up not wanting to talk about it when I blackmailed her by saying, well if you wont tell me ive got no other alternative than to go to your head of class as I can get into trouble for not doing so.
Becky sat quiet for a few minutes when she whispered I cant tell you, I cant tell anyone, she then started to sob.
I went and sat beside her and placed my arm around her shoulder, she seemed so small and fragile in my arms.
I said look you have known me ever since you started school, have you ever known me to say or do anything that wil upset any of the pupils? Ok I promise not to report what happened, but I do want to help so that this boy will not harm you or any of the other girls on my bus, I promise not to tell anyone what you have to say to me.
Becky said honestly you wont tell anyone, I placed my little finger round her one and said pinky promise which made her smile and giggle.
Becky started by saying that Paul, the lad who molested her had been pestering her for around 4 months, at first he was really nice to me and made me feel happy when we met after school.
She continued by saying, remember the school camping trip, well he took me down to the lake one evening saying we could have a late swim before lock down.
We finished swimming and was sitting on the grass when he started to kiss me, at the time I liked it as no other boy had kissed me, he was rubbing his hands on my body, then put his hand between my legs, I panicked pushed him and told him to stop.
He got angry with me calling me nasty names, he grabbed my hair and dragged me on to my knees, he took out his winkie and said that if he can’t have sex I was going to suck him off.
He put his winkie in my mouth and was pushing it in and out, his hand went inside my swimming costume and he put his fingers inside my kitty he hurt me so bad.
When a lot of stuff came out of his winkie into my mouth, he threw me on to the ground and said if I tell anyone he would kill my mom, then tell everyone at school that I sucked his winkie.
Ever since then he has been putting his fingers inside me and I’ve had to stick his winkie in my mouth until that stuff comes out, now he wants to put his winkie in my kittie to have sex, but so far I have got away from him.
I held Becky tightly and promised her that he will never pester you again, she started sobbing again saying but people will find out.
I told her that I promise he will not touch you or any other girl again and no one will find out.
At first I wanted to let Becky’s parents know what happened, they only live a few dors away from me, but they are a bit Dysfunctional and do not really care what Becky or her 3 sisters get up to.
But I did know that this little cutie had taken my heart and this Paul was going to stop.
Part 2 coming shortly.
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