At that distance it almost seemed to be crawling towards them. They both silently sat and wondered if the gate crossing was not being a bit premature-...the train was damned far away. Their ship was coming up and they wanted to get back to the station, turn in their patrol car, and get home.But the closer the train got, they became increasingly surprised by how quickly the headlight was approaching out of the night, and one of the police officers, out of bored curiosity, switched on the radar. I’m debating how best to handle that. As I exit the bathroom, I see the cute attendant standing in back looking rather bored. I go to talk to her. Did you enjoy that, enjoy what?You know of what I speak. It was you watching us. I’m sorry to have disturbed you and your girlfriend. She’s not my girlfriend. I just met her on the plane tonight Oh Really? I don’t believe it. Do you think that fucking strangers is all that rare? I’ve never done anything like that. Well. There’s always a first time.. I motioned to her and she recognized me from the description I had given her.She quickly walked up to my table, followed by many eyes, of which very few were looking at her face.She joined me at the table and asked me if I was pleased with her choice of clothes and if she executed the instruction well.I smiled and told her she did.. she took off her baseball cap and shook her long curly hair. I though she looked fantastic and I had a very hard time deciding where to look: her wonderful tits or. She stopped for a moment to look at herself in the mirror attached the ancient oak dresser, turning herself slightly. Her breasts were pert and athletic, the nipples still at rigid attention from the nightmare she had just been subjected to. She cupped them for a moment, trying to warm them up. But the sensation of her fingers against the sensitive buds only caused an electric sexual tingle to spark deep inside her. She heard the shower running down the hall, and smiled to herself. John would.