Heading back to my house I considered the chain of events that ended up putting Ann on the seat next to me. My wife Brenda had been called away due to...an illness in the family. She had only planned to be gone for three or four days, but two weeks had passed and she wasn't back yet. This had posed a small problem for me. The monthly poker game that was held at my place was going to take place before Brenda was going to get back. This meant that I would have no one to play the part of hostess,. She gave me another hug and kiss and then joined me, standing side by side with our arms around each other watching the wagons.“The wagons are starting across the river,” Tom spoke up, finally breaking the spell.We took each other’s hand, walking downstairs out of the Hacienda to the camp. By the time we got there, Giuseppe, his wife, and kids were having a reunion of their own. I flagged down the lead wagon driver and told him I wanted one wagon at a time to drive up the slope to the Hacienda. Stephen began to wonder whether this was all a game to Michael, and hedid in fact aim to fire Stephen regardless, but his thought train wascut off by a sudden constraint wrapping itself around his midriff, tyinghim to his chair. He looked down and saw some kind of industrial cable-wire. He looked up and saw his wife, her face red, her hands securingthe cable around his arms and torso and her expression one of relief.She looked over to Michael without meeting Stephen's eyes, and her. Before leaving, Victor advised me about sex on these night trains. He was warning me, but in a way was telling me that he would like me to get fucked by other men…My girlfriend and I had a private sleeper car so I thought nothing would be happening during the night. About midnight Julia and I went to the bar in the dining car. When we sat at the bar, there were three guys and a mid-age lady.There was also an attractive young guy that I sat next to. He was kind and talked to me so warmly. .