I looked at Amrita.She was smiling with her head held down. We ignored this and got on the train. I went to confirm my seat but it was not confirmed. ...he TC told me to ask the TTR in the train for a berth so I thought that I had to arrange for a seat anyhow.We got a seat just next to the door but only one person could sit there so she sat on my lap. At the next station, the tt got in our bogie and he gave us the top berth. While helping her to climb there my hand hit her choot and she smiled at. This is purely a family dispute between us two.”Annetta challenged her. “But John IS family now – isn’t he, and it is his prick?”Angelina took stock of what Annetta had just said, and recognised the truth of it. “So? The argument is still between us girls.”Annetta pressed home her advantage. “We both need to know if John is willing to take on a second wife, don’t we, sister dear?”Angelina decided to hit back. “I thought you were supposed to be in mourning over Paolo, my girl?”“That two-timing. Arnold growled to himself. They were stealing from people in his store."Give me a second," he said to the couple who were next before he pushedhis hand onto the bar. Using his own strength he slid right over thecounter to suddenly run after her.The line seemed to slide out of his way before he ran out of his shop.He could clearly see her running towards the boardwalk. Arnold knew heshould call the police or something else, but she had chosen his shop.That was what rankled the most.With a run. "Don't sweat it," I shrugged. I was happy for her, deep down, "But, fair warning, I think you're going to go need a nice big strap-on to give Miss Taylor the kind of ass-fucking she needs."Alison whispered something into Irene's ear. I didn't hear it entirely but it sounded like "Yes please, mistress". Irene just smiled and grabbed her ass."I've got a ten incher at home," she said, "And I'm going to fuck this little slut every day with it."I nodded. It sounded like a nice plan. Alison clearly.