” I asked softly. “Um, not at all sir.” She replied gesturing me to come in. “Good evening, Captain David Morgan maam, pleasure to meet yo....” I said as I extended my hand to her. As she returned her hand, “Rayne Phillips, pleasure to meet you too.” We both got comfortable in the barely lit cabin as the train began to move. Soon the steady clank of the rails was all we could hear as the train proceeded north east toward Ipswich. We made some small talk but all the while, I was so. My hand continued to travel up his body slowly and gently. "Can I?" I whispered looking at his full red lips. He shivered again as my fingers brushed his nipple. He nodded again panting. Our lips met. We kissed. What I felt was stronger that anything I had ever knew. His lips were so really soft and they tasted sweet like apples. Which was ironic, considering the apple being the rumored fruit of knowledge. Each one of his moans were capture between my lips. I wanted to touch him more. My whole. Now let's talk money. I got another call from this Henson. He said that his boss was thinking about buying another farm next door to the one you are working on. Said that they might be needing more silos and feed bins. What's this guy, some type of entrepreneur of something?" I guess you could call him that. But he bought that farm to keep that woman and her daughter from being foreclosed on. This Henson thinks Matthews is the best thing since sliced bread. And they're damn sure not afraid to. Why you ask. don't drive and no one drive me. trenton is where i am and will be always. at 67 old i want go to atlantic city. my landlord say's dudley, you want to go for ride to casinos and i want. so it happened. he drive and i so happy and tell him i got no money. he know because he get my disability check for rent. he say dudley, no worry, i help you but you have to pay back. i say i no want gamble, i want pussy. after long drive in middle i got go pp. we stop and i go pee. then i hungry.