We were out in a particularly barren spot on the plains next to a water tower, when it came time for most of us troopers and support civilians to sepa...ate from the train. Supposedly it was only a short ride to the fort that guarded the approaches to the western passage down into Santa Fe and the destinations further west.The two nuns, Sister Rose and Sister Hannah stayed with our column because they were being sent to establish a schoolhouse for the children of the officers and for the. Her hand to her breast, her hair fanned out on the pillow beneath her. Her face so peaceful, looking so much like a little girl with her freckle covered face. In the morning watching her as she sipped her coffee on the couch, her long legs pulled up to her chest, one foot resting on the other, holding the cup close to her letting it warm her. Then she would catch me staring at her and I would get ‘that’ look! She always thought my stares had to do with sex, that I was just looking at her. That direction was what I'll call "up" in this situation. The only other direction was "down."But not going "up" didn't mean that things were easy. Again, I think it was Kat, fighting for what she perceived as "hers" that moved things forward. Her intent was to convince her mother that what had happened was not a bad thing. To that end, she pulled her mother to the kitchen, shooting me a look and mouthing "Get dressed!" at me. I went to the bathroom first, to get rid of the offending erection. I am Ravi. I’m 18. I’ve got a decent build and I’m 5’9. My cock is about 7 inches, long enough to please the person I’ve always fantasized about. Her name is Riya, and she’s a year older than me. And I’ve always had a fetish of fucking a girl who’s older than me. Who can control me? I and her don’t get much time to meet because both our parents don’t allow us to go out often. We mostly sext. And we do that every fucking day. I don’t know if that’s good or not. But I don’t care because I’m in.