By the time the train set off, the throng of commuters on the platform had found a way to squeeze onto the already packed carriage. Despite the number... nobody murmured or made eye-contact we all just huddled about as we always had to. Directly to my left was a grey-haired man off about 50, to my right was a guy I took to be an Aussie backpacker, in front of me with her back to me was an Asian girl probably around 24 and 5'4 with noticeably rounded, pert buttocks. Besides noting this, around me. Dad and I spent the next 45 minutes laughing as 2 teen girls chatted on the phone. A lot of what was talked about was of course clothes, and what Linda should bring. Finally she hung up and sat between the two of us.“OK, so we are all on the same page. When are you going there?” dad asked.“Well, I was thinking the first weekend in August. That way we can catch the Fort Hall Rodeo, and have enough time to see the sights from Boise to Craters of the Moon before we have to come back.”“And when do. Eddie: You better hope we find her first. Unlike us, Swamp Dog or whoever is looking for her doesn't have her well being in mind. They want to shut her up I am sure.May: Any ideas where we can look?Bart: She disappeared for a couple of months before she disappeared for good. It corresponded with a wilderness survival course that the PT instructor at Church Camp ran. It is not supposed to be affiliated with the camp. It's just a way to make a buck or two while Church Camp is lying low. I thought. " I hesitated. Underneath I only had on my boxers and was worried that if I took my robe off, my erection would be clearly seen; but I bit the bullet and said ok. As soon as I felt her hand touch my back, I was struck by it. It was so smooth, so wonderful, so young. And then she started to work on my back, starting with my shoulders."You're very tense and tight up here Mr. Turner." And she worked them hard. I was impressed by how strong her grip was. But then again, I knew she was.