It was also one of those pleasing days for blokes, as the ladies wear less clothing and more revealing outfits than usual as it was so hot.In the carr...age of the train it was even hotter. Few of the windows would open and the sun beamed down on to the coach, turning it into an oven. As it was early afternoon and such a hot day, few people were around. In the carriage that I was in was an old dear who appeared to be chatting quietly to herself, a down-and-out who was snoring quietly on one of. As we stood in line, I noticed a man in a beautiful brown suit with a wonderful fedora hat watching us. I looked away, then back. Then I blushed. Yep, I actually blushed because a woman standing in the $2 line with a 20-year-old charge has no business casting eyes on a man in the $50 betting line. That would have been my entire stake for the day, $50 bucks. And he was fixing to blow it on one race. Hopefully, he knows more about horses than I do. We both made our wagers and returned in time for. She took out a blanket from the bag and put it into the birth.A white color blanket and a pillow is also given to us by a train ward boy. So she put the pillow and took the white blanket on the top. Then she took out her mobile and starts doing something on mobile. I was continuously staring at her face and at her boobs; I think she understands the intention. then she slide the white blanket to the lower side so that I can see her side view of boobs clearly. Suddenly I got the phone call from. For an hour, Tony taught me how to skate all over again. At times, he was so close I could feel the heat of his body as he showed me how to move. I tried telling myself that it wasn't doing anything to me, but I hadn't been that good at lying to myself since I was a teen. It slung-shot my hormones like a teen-aged boy watching Julie Newmar as Catwoman.By the time we were ready to get off the ice, I was exhausted, both physically and emotionally. I'd managed to trade my worries about the funeral.