I felt his hand wrap around it. It felt good and I began to let my trousers slide down. He shook his head and whispered “not safe here – we have t... be careful”. As I pulled my trousers back up. He nodded over to the cubicles and quietly told me that he would follow, but that we mustn’t be seen. I walked over to an open door and went inside closing it behind me. Sitting on the seat I slid my trouser back down and began to touch my cock again. I was still very scared but also incredibly excited. She still referred to Tara as the 'dirty slut' when talking to Anne and I blushed – that didn't go unnoticed.The evening was glorious. The Sun was still lingering in the night sky and it was very warm. I was glad to get out of hot, airless galley onto the breezier deck but it soon filled up.The Captain arrived shortly afterwards and sent for the mat. 'There is to be a special match tonight', she warned and looked at me. I felt my heart sink. Tara vs me ... I just knew it. It seemed to good to. .. down to London it seems, she's arranged for a couple of job interviews for tomorrow and is even as we speak – boarding a train to take her down there..."Marcus stepped back and his expression went blank – as though all the fight had just left him."She's not gone yet!" Peter stood up and tried to be encouraging. "Even if she is successful with one of the interviews – she'll still be coming back home tomorrow."It was a successful day in London for Miranda. Both of the job interviews went well,. The sky has turned dark as if the sun were occulted; the buds falling from the trees as ash from a volcano, the grass turned into a brown morass. Brute demons have crushed the skull of the man; the woman lies wanton before them — eagerly waiting... eagerly lying in wait.Can my heart be mended? I've lain awake and cried the night through and all I feel is hopeless. Perhaps the Rolling Stones put it best:"I look inside myself and see my heart is black... Maybe then I'll fade away and not have to.