The 8.05 train opened it’s doors and we all shuffled on, most people trying in their institutionalised manner to get the same seat they had occupied ...or the last 30 years of their working life. Man with briefcase with rip in it sitting on the second seat to the left of the toilet, woman who obviously only owned one colour of blouse’s sitting three seats up from him, olive skinned builders mate standing even when there was available seats. As the journey got closer to the city people started. Nora enjoys talking while fucking and so do I, there is no limit to what we say to each other. Jose came over to the vineyard I was working at and asked when we would come over to the vineyard again. I told him my brother was in the Army and my parents and one sister were going to my oldest brother’s house out in the valley about two hundred and fifty miles away for four days, Friday thru Monday night. Nora and I would have the house to our selves. I could see he was disappointed, asked what. Everybody in the house knew that she had “served” Bob. She had not realized what her daughter was trying to do at that time. Now she understood she had been tricked ... manipulated, using her background. She still didn’t understand, completely, why her daughter and Emma had wanted her to become intimate with Bob ... to become addicted to the kind of experience she’d never had before.That intimacy was part of what she was having difficulty adjusting to. Hiroto had almost never been intimate with. My guess is that Frank was more interested in having a female around to be his servant and fuck-buddy than he was in Wanda's welfare. Maybe he soon learned that Wanda wouldn't fuck anyone, but I guess he was satisfied with her sucking his cock. She loved to suck cock. Then I asked where Melba was buried and Mindy told me the name of a small country church that Melba had attended for years. When I told Mindy I wanted to go there and pay my last respects but didn't know how to find the church she.